Invisible To Her Bully (Jessa and Noah) novel Chapter 109

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I sat on the Lombardis‘ couch, one leg tucked under me, sipping from a to–go cup of coffee that had gone.

which could mean anything from lukewarm about ten minutes ago. Upstairs, Jessa was still getting dressed – five minutes to forever.

The house was quiet, sunlight spilling in through half–closed blinds, dust motes floating in the still air. For once, it didn’t feel like the center of gossip or drama or chaos. It just felt… normal.

Almost.

I glanced at the screen of my phone again, checking the time, then the messages. Jackson hadn’t answered my last one from last night, and it was bugging me more than I wanted to admit.

I typed out another, thumbs hovering for a second before I hit send.

M:

You alive, Lombardi?

The typing bubbles popped up almost immediately.

J:

Barely.

M:

That bad, huh?

J:

Nah. Just trying to pretend things are normal. Breakfast at Benny’s with Noah.

I smiled a little. Benny’s the unofficial Sunday hangout for half of Ridgeville High. Piles of pancakes, too much coffee, and the kind of noise that could drown out anything.

M:

Normal’s good.

J:

Trying, at least.

I stared at the message a second longer, thinking. Maybe “trying” was the best any of them could do right now. But as I looked around the Lombardis‘ small living room, I realized something: pretending things were normal wasn’t going to make the whispers disappear. The internet wouldn’t magically move on it needed

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something else to look at.

That’s when the idea hit me.

:.

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If people were going to obsess over something, maybe she could give them something new- wasn’t about tearing Jessa down.

something that

I took another sip of coffee, the caffeine sharp on my tongue, and chewed my lip. It wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had, but it might work. And if it didn’t… well, at least it was a distraction.

Now I just had to figure out how to pull it off without pissing off Jackson in the process.

Footsteps creaked down the stairs.

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