Elizabeth’s POV

The walls of my room felt tighter that night, as though the building itself was closing in on me.

I curled under my blanket fully clothed, my phone clutched in my hand, the glow of the screen painting my face pale. The notifications wouldn’t stop—group chats buzzing, social media feeds filling with clips of my humiliation.

Elizabeth Walter, a married woman, was slapped in the middle of campus for going out with her husband.

Elizabeth Walter, the professor’s ...