She Knows

Jason POV:

I stood in the empty living room, my mind spiraling as Ella's words replayed on a loop.

"Don't think for a second that I've forgotten about the bet."

How the hell had she found out? My stomach churned, and a heavy weight pressed on my chest. Someone had told her. But who? It didn't add up. The only people who knew were Max, Dylan, and me. None of us would sabotage this—not intentionally. And yet, the way she looked at us during the reception, like we were nothing but filth, made it clear that she was done with all of us.

I rubbed my face, trying to think. Whoever had told her had done some serious damage. Ella wasn't just angry—she was disgusted. And for the first time in a long while, I was terrified. This wasn't something I could fix with an apology or charm. She was out for blood.