Jackson

The second Jessa and Noah disappeared down the hallway, I just stood there, staring after them like the world had flipped upside down. The hallway noise blurred into background static — lockers slamming, laughter echoing, sneakers squeaking on tile. None of it registered.

Because my twin sister just walked off with my best friend.

And they didn’t look like two people who just happened to be walking in the same direction. No — there was this something between them. A quiet ...