Chapter 17: The Cracks in the Golden Boy

It started with the texts.

At first, they were spaced out—occasional check-ins masquerading as politeness.

Hey. Just wanted to make sure you got home safe.

Saw you left early today. Everything okay?

Missed seeing your face in Lit. Next week?

Evelyn didn’t respond.

She didn’t need to.

She had ma...

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