Lila
I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.
Honestly, I had every intention of staying upstairs until Mrs. Boutros left. I wanted to hide under the blankets in Shawn’s guest room and pretend none of tonight had happened. Maybe if I stayed out of sight long enough, everything would somehow reset. Angela Boutros would go home. Mrs. Mathews would decide she had overreacted. Shawn would forget the way I’d cried in his arms. Tomorrow would come, and I could go back to being the quiet girl who blended into the background.
That sounded a whole lot easier than whatever this was.
I wiped the last of the tears from my face and took a slow breath. My head was pounding, and my eyes felt swollen from crying. I figured if I snuck downstairs, grabbed a glass of water, and came right back up, nobody would even n
