Theron fixed his gaze on me and gestured sternly. "Go to your room."

I crossed my arms, defiant. Seriously, "Theron? Don't tell me you believe—"

"I said go to your room." His voice dropped, icy and final.

The words stung, but what hurt more was seeing Vanessa's smug grin as she clung to Theron’s arm, like she’d won some twisted prize.,

Fuming, I stomped upstairs and flung myself onto the bed, my chest tight with ...