The next morning, I walked into school with a strange mix of fear and warmth still lingering from Lucian’s touch. Every step reminded me of him the way he had held me, the deep thrusts that had made me forget everything else for a while. But the look on Mia’s face at the end of the hallway yesterday haunted me more.

She knew.

I kept my head down as usual, but the atmosphere in the hallways felt heavier. Whispers followed me again, but they were different this time. More curious than cruel.

“Did you hear? The fat twin is hooking up with Lucian?”

“No way. Mia’s going to lose it.”...