FIK-writes
It started as just a game- a harmless click, laughter bouncing off walls, secret hiding in the glowing screen. Hayden's hands wraps around Nyla's waist, while Liam's gaze lingered longer than it should have. Secrets whispered in the wrong place, hearts betrayed by silence and glances, line crossed without apology.
Tessa and Myra exchanged subtle glances, hidden secret passing through their eyes- some truth are not meant to stay hidden, no matter how carefully they played the game.
By Midnight The Anonymous game had done it's work. Confessions, Accusations cut sharper than knives, truth twisted beyond recognition.
Through it all, only Myra watches with a clear eyes. She knew, maybe a little too much, She knew who will hurt and who will fall. And she knew the night was just beginning.