Dad hollers, and I feel all eyes giving me looks of disappointment, their judgmental gazes on me. Everyone’s shouting, everyone has an opinion, and I feel like disappearing through the front window. “Jules, are you crazy?! He could have been a murderer! You clearly lost your mind!” “You don’t understand!” I cry, but he’s right. I wasn’t thinking. I wasn’t making any sense. I can hardly see Dad through my tears, and all I see is Mom tossing her hands around in annoyance. “I can’t believe you would do something so stupid! How could you be so freaking stupid!” “Hey, come on. She was just trying to—” Kayden steps forward, but I block him. “Look, Kayden, it’s over, okay? The show’s over. No need to cover for me. The fake relationship is officially done. You’ll have your money by Monday morning.” When I turn to him, his eyes look hurt, as if my words were meant to destroy him. They weren’t. They were only meant to tell the truth. “Yup, the act is over,”
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