- Glyndon Walton: ( Song of the chapter: Okay by Chase Atlantic)
I could feel my body going rigid as I stood there, staring at Katherine.
My breath hitched, my heart racing like a runaway train, but I kept my face neutral, refusing to let her see how much power she held over me.
Internally, I was panicking—panicking so hard that I thought I might break apart right there on the platform.
Her phone was in her hand, subtle but deliberate, like a weapon she wasn't even bothering to conceal.
She didn't have to say a word; I knew exactly what she was implying. She could ruin me—my life, my reputation, everything—with just a simple swipe of her finger. I hated her for it. I hated myself even more for being so terrified.
I tried to steady my breathing, but it felt like the walls were closing in. All I could think about was the fallout.
If people believed her—or worse, if they saw whatever evidence she had—everything would be over.
