"My mouth betrayed me."
Silver made it three steps down the hallway before she stopped.
Her hand was still on the strap of her bag, knuckles white. The fluorescent lights overhead buzzed faintly, that particular sound that every dorm had at midnight. Someone's music thumped through a door somewhere, bass rattling the walls.
She should keep walking. Go back to her room, crawl into bed, pretend tonight hadn't cracked something open inside her chest.
But her feet wouldn't move.
Why do you care?
The question sat in her head like a stone. Heavy and immovable. She'd given him some half-answer about reciprocity, about friendship, about things that were true but not the whole truth. And he'd seen right through it because Eli always saw through her carefully constructed walls.
Her phone buzzed. A text from Maya: you good? saw you leave with Rivers
