Nolan
I couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was slipping through my fingers, and it was pissing me off more than it should have. The viral Campus Pulse post had been circulating for hours, turning Juniper into some kind of campus villain overnight. The comments were brutal, and even though I kept telling myself it wasn’t my fault—I hadn’t written it, hadn’t fed Mabel the details—I couldn’t ignore the twist in my gut every time I refreshed the page.
She’d been my best friend for years, my constant. My backup, she was always there when I needed her. Now the whole school was laughing at her, calling her desperate for jumping from me to Tristan like it was some soap opera plot. And the worst part? Part of me felt relieved that the spotlight was finally off my own mess with Mabel.
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