Keira POV
I didn’t sleep.
Not really.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the comments.
Saw Kaden’s face in that library video.
Saw Mom’s face when we told her.
At 9 AM I gave up and went downstairs.
Kaden was already in the kitchen, making eggs like his world wasn’t on fire.
He wore it better than me.
Of course he did.
“You sleep?” he asked.
“Not really,” I said.
“You?”
“Same.”
We didn’t talk about it.
What was there to say?
We were suspended.
Mom and Dad were talking in the kitchen like we couldn’t hear them.
“...keep them separate at school...”
“...if they get caught together again, they’re gone.”
Gone.
The word sat heavy in my chest.
Kaden distracted me with breakfast.
It helped for about five minutes.
Then the silence got too loud.
“You
