Chapter Forty-Three

Savannah

Kendall finds me in the staff bathroom on my lunch break because of course she does, because she's got some weird sixth sense for when I'm trying to breathe in private. I'm leaning over the sink, palms flat on the counter, staring at my reflection like if I stare long enough I'll see the version of myself that doesn't flinch every time a door clicks.

"You alive," she asks, stepping in beh