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Chapter 62 - Chapter 62: A Game of Threads

Tessa didn't act immediately.

No, she let the tension build.

By Wednesday, the rumor mill was spinning wildly. 

The latest gossip?

Michelangelo and April had plans.

The mystery surrounding it made it worse—what plans?

Was it a date? Were they secretly close? Did Tessa know?

April barely reacted to any of it, which only made people more desperate for answers.

And Tessa?

Tessa was quiet.

Too quiet.

By Friday, April knew something was coming.

So when she walked into class and found a folded note slipped under her desk, she wasn't surprised.

She unfolded it

Rooftop. Lunch. Come alone.

April smirked. Finally.

When lunchtime arrived, April made her way up to the rooftop, the door creaking open as she stepped outside.

Tessa Lane stood near the railing, arms crossed, the wind lightly shifting her perfectly styled hair.

April leaned against the doorway. 

"Dramatic."

Tessa turned slowly, her expression unreadable. "You think you're clever, don't you?"

April tilted her head. "I know I am."

Tessa's lips pressed into a thin line. 

"Whatever you're doing—whatever game you're playing—you should stop."

April smiled. "Why? Afraid you'll lose?"

Tessa took a step forward. "You don't belong here. You think because you've got Mickey's attention, you can just walk into our world?"

April raised a brow. "Your world?"

"Yes." Tessa's voice was low, sharp. "You don't understand how things work here. You think you're untouchable, but I can make things very difficult for you."

April sighed, pushing off the wall. "See, that's where you're wrong. You can try, but I don't break. You can throw whatever petty schemes you want—I'll just keep walking through them."

Tessa's nails dug into her palm. "You don't even know why I hate you."

April smirked. "I don't care why you hate me."

Silence.

Then—Tessa laughed.

A soft, disbelieving chuckle. "You really think you're something special, huh?"

April stepped closer, her silver eyes glinting.

"No. I just think you're threatened."

Tessa's smile dropped.

April leaned in slightly. "And that is why you'll never win."

With that, she turned, walking back toward the door.

Tessa didn't stop her.

But April could feel her glare burning into her back.

The game wasn't over.

Not even close.

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