Kayla
We leaked the emails that night.
I didn’t realize I was gripping Nicholas’s hand until I felt his fingers tighten around mine as Marcus clicked the final button. The anonymous email, loaded with screenshots of Gray’s damning correspondence, was sent to every major news outlet, gossip column, and posted on every online forum we could think of.
It was done.
The room was silent now. Marcus leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. Jade and Emma exchanged wary glances. Noah was pacing, his hands shoved deep into his pockets.
And Nicholas… Nicholas was still holding my hand.
“It’s out there,” Marcus said. “Now all we have to do is wait.”
Waiting. That felt impossible. We had done the right thing, and we’d ensured that the leak wouldn’t be track
