𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 18+

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟑𝟎

We're finally so close to the spicy action scenes, and I'm so happy! But then I remember I made my characters kill a man... Anyway, I'm excited to be 30 chapters into the story. I know there hasn't been much Eloise and Mads time, mostly Mia and Mads, but that's intentional. Don't worry though, we'll see more of Eloise and Mads together soon, and it's going to be spicier interaction than ever!

P.s : I have long nails on so please mind the horrible confusing writing.

𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐕

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𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟶𝚝𝚑, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 - 𝟾 :𝟸𝟶 𝙿.𝙼.

The low hum of the TV filled the quiet room as I sat on the couch, legs pulled up against my chest, watching the news unfold. I felt the tension in my shoulders ease ever so slightly, but it didn't take away the knots in my stomach. I stared at the screen, barely blinking, as the anchors discussed Brooke's case with their usual polished voices, like it was just another headline.

The screen split, showing the two news anchors side by side, looking serious yet calm, their perfectly styled hair unmoving under the harsh studio lights. The male anchor, wearing a sharp suit and a dispassionate expression, leaned forward slightly as he began speaking.

"Breaking news this morning. Brooke Crawford, the high school cheerleader who had been accused of killing her teammate Haley Walters, has been found not guilty. New evidence has come to light, clearing her name."

The female anchor, with her unnervingly perfect smile, nodded in agreement, her voice smoothly picking up the next part of the story. "That's right, Michael. It turns out the real culprit behind Haley's death was not Brooke, but rather Kevin Saunders, the school's football coach, who had been giving illegal performance-enhancing drugs to the student-athletes."

My throat tightened at the mention of his name. I could still picture his greasy, leering face. The way he'd smiled at me like he knew something I didn't.

Michael, the male anchor, continued, "According to new evidence uncovered from a hidden drive, Coach Saunders had been pressuring Haley Walters to pay him off in exchange for keeping her secret. Haley, who had been using the drugs, was at risk of being expelled. Reports indicate that when Haley refused to comply, Saunders threatened her future at the school."

The camera cut to a brief clip of Haley's smiling face, her yearbook photo plastered on the screen, before cutting back to the anchors. I swallowed hard.

"Several other cheerleaders have come forward, admitting they knew about Coach Saunders' threats but were too afraid to speak up," the woman added, her voice softening, like she was genuinely concerned. "They feared they'd be implicated or, worse, end up like Haley. As a result, the blame shifted to Brooke Crawford, who they felt was an easy target."

I watched Brooke's face flash across the screen, her tearful expression from the trial still fresh in my mind. She'd looked at me so desperately, and now I knew why.

"Coach Saunders is currently on the run," Michael said, as if he were delivering the weather. "Authorities are still searching for his whereabouts. The FBI has stated that despite having ample evidence from the drive, Saunders has managed to evade capture for now."

The camera cut to footage of a crowded courtroom, with Brooke and her legal team walking out, surrounded by reporters. Brooke's eyes looked exhausted, her face pale, but she was free. The weight of it all hit me like a wave—I had been there. I had been part of uncovering the truth. But at what cost?