Josh clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. The whispers around him were deafening. "Look at him—same pathetic loser as...

Anastasia glared at Caius. “Three hundred sixty-five days. Then we go our separate ways.” He smirked, stepping closer. “And if...

Ariella’s heart pounded as their words cut through her. **“We reject you.”** She had dreamed of freedom, of finally being...