The Almost Confession
I didn’t sleep that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the news headline. Every time I opened them, I saw Jace’s face in my mind, saying: I made it about me. Like that was normal. Like it didn’t change everything. Like it didn’t mean he had just stepped directly into a fire that was originally meant for both of us. By morning, I felt like I hadn’t been in my body for hours. School was worse. Not because people were louder. But because they weren’t. The whispers had turned into something sharper. Stares that lingered too long. Phones that tilted away too quickly. Like, I was now officially a topic no one wanted to be caught talking about. When I reached my locker, Kiara was already there. She didn’t say hi. She just looked at me. Then sighed. “You saw it, didn’t yo
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