duation celebration, a dinne
ident, raised a glass t
Chloe, my fiancée, squeezed my arm, her tou
randon: "The laxatives are in the sauce for e
it was a setup to frame me, leave me w
the exit, and Brandon, with a triu
and scholarships, then ripped them to shreds, let
creaming, into a dark, windowless utility closet-a cruel e
for air, panic seizing me as the
you learn some respect,"
st friends, my fiancée, plot such a cr
hey hate
survive; I had to fight back, not with thei
t was a war, and I was