ALLISON’S POV
Justin snatches his phone from my hand and shoves it into his pocket. “It’s nothing, Allison.”
“Nothing?” I rise to my feet, hands on my hips. “I just read the texts. He’s been shaking you down for cash and threatening to tell your coach? Are you kidding me?”
He frowns, his jaw tight. “I said it’s nothing, so just drop it.”
I scoff, running a hand through my hair as I stare at him. The worst part isn’t even that he’s lying or that he expects me to act like I didn’t just see some dude extorting him. It’s that whatever he’s hiding is big enough for someone to blackmail him.
I’ve seen my fair share of messy, shitty situations and yeah, lately it feels like life’s just a trend of terrible luck…but Justin? No. I refuse to believe he’d do anything so messed up that someone cou
