The music pulsed through my body as I moved to the beat, but my mind was elsewhere. It wasn’t just the rhythm carrying me; it was the storm inside me. My mom’s harsh words replayed over and over, and Ezekiel’s face kept coming to my thoughts.
I wished I could scream it all out—tell my mother everything about what her boyfriend and I had done. Watch her flawless composure crack.
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