Chapter 12
Gut Feeling
(Andy’s POV)
The cold night air stung my face as I made my way across campus, my hands jammed into the pockets of my jacket. The streetlights flickered softly, casting long shadows on the deserted walkways. Nick’s party wasn’t far—just a few blocks from here. I hadn’t planned on going, but then I overheard Esha say she was coming with that piece of s**t Victor, and my plans changed. Immediately.
The memory of her voice, agreeing to meet Victor there, still rattled around in my head, making my chest tighten with a feeling I couldn’t shake. Anger, frustration, maybe a bit of jealousy—it all churned inside me, dark and ugly. But it wasn’t just that.
Something else gnawed at me, something that made my skin crawl and my pulse race.
I didn’t trust Victor. I’d known
