Nowhere to Hide

It was already afternoon, and Cleo still hadn't eaten breakfast. Just as she stepped out of the hospital, her phone started blowing up. It was a message from Lyra.

Lyra texted: [I saw some people talking about what happened to your sister.]

Cleo's heart sank. She opened the group chat, and sure enough, people were gossiping.

After she'd lost it a few times, most of the groups had kicked her out, b