Chapter 182

Harper

I knew the moment Celine told me to stop that I wouldn’t.

It wasn’t rebellion. It wasn’t anger. It wasn’t even courage, not really. It was something quieter and heavier, like a truth that had been sitting in my chest for too long and had finally decided it was done waiting. Some things aren’t meant to be protected. Some things rot when you keep them buried.

This wasn’t just Celine’s truth.