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Sin: Meet me tomorrow night, it will be okay.

My sobs quieten into sniffles.

Me: You promise you will be there?

Sin: I swear on my life.

I flop onto my side and cradle the cell in my hands.

Me: I’m so tired.

Sin: I want you to try and sleep. Can you do that for me?

My gaze shifts uneasily to the locked door and back.

Me: I don’t want to. I’m scared they might get in.

Sin: Who?

Me: The boys who won’t leave me alone.

A few minutes pass by, and he doesn’t reply.

Sin: Is your door locked?

Me: Yes.

Sin: Go to sleep. No one is going to touch you. Trust me. Remember, the bench. Usual time. Tomorrow night.

Me: Ok.

I leave the cell switched on and turn off the TV. The light of my bedside lamp bathes everything in a warm, soft glow.

Sin has contacted me, and I don’t know how to feel, but hope is a tiny ember in my chest.

Chapter 81

Eli

I don’t sleep at all. Miles slips back to his own room around three and drops a text to say no one was in the hallways. I think about walking up to the girls’ floor, but Kellan talks me out of it.

His reasoning is sound. If someone is watching her, then my presence will raise questions. We spend the rest of the night talking about what we know of Arabella’s movements since I returned to school. Neither of us can think of an occasion where she’s targeted someone other than me.

“You know that means this is more about you than her, don’t you?”

I blow out a breath. “You think she’s just a useful pawn? When the first video was leaked, it had no connection to me.”

“Unless whoever leaked it knows it’s you.” He taps around on his cell and pulls up the video.

“Why the fuck do you still have a copy?”

“I keep backups of everything, you know that. Anyway, I’m not interested in watching her.”

He fiddles with the screen, zooming in on me, then hits play. A couple of minutes in, he pauses.

“There! Look. I can see the tattoo on your arm.” He points to where the sleeve of my hoodie has ridden up, and the tail of the snake tattoo on my arm can be seen.

My fingers are wrapped in her hair while her mouth slides up and down my dick. That part isn’t on the screen, but I remember it. How her mouth felt, the way her tongue lapped at me. I bite back a groan.

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