Freya's pov

The air feels too thick, like the world just tilted and I’m the only one who noticed.

Sebastian, Logan, and Zane are staring at me (no, at Freya) like they’re seeing me for the first time, and in a way they are. My hoodie suddenly feels ridiculous, my binder too tight, the short hair and the flat chest and the name “Freddie” all paper-thin disguises that somehow held until this exact second.

Sebastian is the first to move. He takes one slow step forward, then another, ...