Part 2: The Page Miranda Could Not Tear Away Miranda’s fingers closed around my wrist before the second sentence was even visible. Her nails dug into my…

Part 2: The Clip Savannah Begged Them Not To Play The principal’s finger hovered above the laptop, and Savannah Clay stopped breathing like the whole room had…

Part 2: The Binder Vivienne Never Expected To Exist The emcee did not repeat my name. He did not need to. The first time he said “Uma…

Part 2: The Screen That Made Audrey Stop Breathing The principal’s hand hovered over the laptop, and Audrey Sinclair’s smile disappeared so fast it felt like someone…

Part 2: The Name That Changed The Lobby The administrator’s voice cut through the lobby like a dropped instrument. “Doctor Morgan.” For one impossible second, nobody breathed….

Part 2: The Footage They Tried To Cut The security screen lit up behind the sugar-glass swans, and Victoria Kingsley’s smile vanished before the first frame even…

Part 2: The Apology That Sounded Like A Warning The prayer circle did not feel holy anymore. It felt like a stage. I stood near the dock…

Part 2: The Mother Who Reached For The Microphone The emcee’s hand tightened around the microphone like he already regretted lifting it. I stood at the edge…

Part 2: The Man Waiting Behind The Doors The exit doors did not open gently. They swung wide with a hard metallic sigh, and the cold night…