The Cost of a Lie

Anya blinked her eyes open and sat upright in the bed, looking around the room that had become hers for the past weeks. She recalled the event of the night.

*Dare kissed me.

I kissed him back.

Nolan.*

She cringed, feeling a whirlwind of emotions at the pit of her stomach at the thought of Nolan’s face, looking betrayed.

For most of her life, she always felt like she was on the outside looking in.