Underneath my heartbeat, I felt Megan's presence. It was like an echo. I pushed aside the thought of her hating me because of what I did and dressed in record time, quickly braiding my damp hair. I was going to carry the weight of what I did for the rest of my life.

Jasper had gone to my room and brought back a change of clothes for me. Since it was Saturday, I didn't have to wear the school uniform and my jeans never felt more amazing. When I exited Jasper and Kento's bathroom, ...