POV: Maya (as Alex) / Intercut with Killer
Maya realized she was standing at the crossroads where every choice led to destruction, and silence had finally stopped being an option.
The locker room felt too small, walls pressing in like a trap designed specifically for this moment. The air was thick with Mateo's focused stare and the weight of accusations that hung between them like smoke from a fire that couldn't be extinguished. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting harsh shadows that made every expression look more dangerous than it should.
"If you don't tell me the truth, I'll find it myself."
His words hung heavy in the silence—an execution waiting to fall, a blade poised over everything Maya had built since arriving at Riverside Academy. She could see the determination in his dark eyes, the patient certainty of someone who'd moved beyond threats into promises.
This is it. This is where I have to choose between impossible options.
