Skye’s POV

The next morning, I drag myself to school, my eyes still puffy from crying. I barely slept, the memory of Knox's face still plays on a loop in my head, I can’t just unlove him so quickly. I pull my hoodie up and keep my head down as I walk through the crowded halls, avoiding everyone’s stares.

The video of me slapping Knox must be everywhere by now. I can feel people whispering as I pass, their eyes burning into me.

I head straight to the principal’s office before the first ...