Reborn at Eighteen The Billionaire's Second Chance novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Someone wanted this story out there. Someone wanted the Kennedy

name dragged through the mud.

I just didn’t know who. Or why.

By lunch the whole school knew about the video.

Security footage from FLUX had leaked somewhere. I didn’t watch it.

Didn’t need to. I could hear people describing it in the hallways.

Damien’s hand on a girl’s wrist. Her trying to pull away. His fingers

tightening.

The video apparently cut before it showed me with the bottle. I was

grateful for that at least.

I kept my head down. Ate my lunch alone in the art room. Ms. Rivera

didn’t ask questions when I slipped in. Just nodded and went back to

grading papers.

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The afternoon classes dragged. I took notes without reading what I

was writing. My hand moved on autopilot.

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When the final bell rang, I packed my bag slowly. Waited for the hallways to clear.

Raven found me at my locker.

“Hey.” She leaned against the metal door next to mine. “You heading

out?”

“Yeah.” I shoved my art history textbook into my bag. “You?”

“In a minute.” She shifted her weight. “Listen, I wanted to say thanks

again. For last night. For coming to get me.”

“You don’t have to keep thanking me.”

“Yeah, I do.” She picked at the chipped purple polish on her

thumbnail. “Nobody’s ever done something like that for me before.”

I looked at her. Really looked. Her eyes were still shadowed but there

was something else there now. Something softer.

“Raven.”

“Yeah?”

“Promise me you won’t go back to FLUX. To work, I mean.”

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She laughed. Actually laughed. “You really do give a shit, don’t you?”

“I’m serious.”

“I know.” Her smile faded but her expression stayed warm. “Don’t

worry. I’m not going back.”

“Good.”

“The manager called me this morning. Said I don’t need to come in

anymore.” She shrugged. “Pretty sure I got fired. But hey, they sent

me a decent chunk of severance pay. Guilt money, probably. So I’m

not complaining.”

Relief flooded through me. “That’s good. Really good.”

“Yeah.” She grinned. “Good enough that I can buy you dinner. You

know, to say thanks properly.”

I felt my mouth curve up. “You’re going to buy me dinner with your

guilt money?”

“Hell yeah. Best tacos in the Bronx. My treat.” She slung her arm over

my shoulders. The gesture was casual. Easy, “What do you say?”

“I say you’ve got yourself a deal.”

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“Excellent.” She squeezed my shoulder once, then let go. “I’ll text you.

We’ll make a plan.”

“Sounds good.”

She headed down the hallway. I watched her go. Watched the

confident swing of her shoulders. The way she didn’t look back.

I hoped I was doing enough. Hoped that changing this one thing

would be enough to save her.

I took the subway home. The Bronx apartment felt quiet when I

walked in. Mamá was probably still at her new cleaning job in

Manhattan. Yuki and Diego wouldn’t be back until late.

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