*Chloe*

My life didn’t change much on the outside once I entered into a conspiracy with Sylvia’s father, Alexander. I still went to class, I still dined in the commissary or in the kitchen of the sorority house, and I still had studies to attend to.

Yet, on the inside, I was roiling with turmoil. I had helped Alexander cover up a man’s death. Yes, it was a bad man who died, and he probably deserved it, but still, I couldn’t help but have that weighing on my ...