Chapter 51

Lyra

“You have got to be kidding me!”

I shot up so fast the stool screamed against the tile, nearly toppling over as I pointed one trembling, accusatory finger straight at her forehead like I was about to cast a bitchy curse.

“You invited Marcus? Like Marcus Marcus? My Marcus? The Marcus who ruined my life and then had the audacity to ask for a selfie after emotionally annihilating me?”

Tasha just blinked at me, chewing her toast like she hadn’t just detonated a trauma bomb in the middle of my kitchen. Her face was way too casual for someone who had just dragged my dignity out into the street and run it over with a party invitation.

I was already spiraling.

“Tasha! Don’t you remember what that boy did to me? Don’t you remember how he insulted me because I didn’t give him my virginity? Are you fucking insane? Because I remember everything! I remember the way he looked at me like I was some defective product. I remember the voice note where h