Chapter 16

EVANGELINE POINT OF VIEW

I don't sleep well anymore.

Every night, I lie awake staring at the ceiling of my tiny bedroom, replaying the humiliation from lunch. Celeste's perfect smile. The laughter of hundreds of students. The way Ronan sat there and watched it all happen without moving a muscle.

Tonight is no different. The clock on my nightstand shows 2:47 AM, but my mind won't quiet down. Won't stop replaying every cruel word and every moment of ...