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“If you step off a ledge, gravity pulls you down. It’s not personal.”

But when Vee fell from the rooftop, it didn’t feel like an accident.
And I wasn’t supposed to be there.

One second, she was arguing with him.
The next, she was gone.

He didn’t scream. He didn’t run.
He just looked at me—like he knew I saw.

Everyone says it was a tragic mistake.
But I know what I saw.

Now he’s watching me. Waiting.
And if I say a word… I might be next.

Was it murder? A cover-up? Or something even darker?
There’s only one way to find out.

Read “Cliberated To Kill” now.

Caliberated To Kill

Time passed, but it didn't feel real.

Somewhere in the mess of it all, I stopped answering texts. Stopped showing up to lunch. Stopped noticing when people called my name.

The whispers never stopped. Vee's name. Over and over. Like a song stuck in my head, like a curse I couldn't shake.

"Did you hear? It was an accident—"

"I heard she was pushed."

My stomach twisted, but I ignored it. Just like I ignored the way my hands trembled when I held my pen. Just like I ignored the pounding in my skull when I went another night without sleep.

I told myself I wasn't hungry. That the nausea meant I didn't need to eat. That my exhaustion wasn't a problem. That everything was fine.

I knew it wasn't when I caught myself standing outside Vee's dorm, staring at the door like I expected it to open.

It wasn't when I walked into class and saw someone sitting in her seat, laughing like the world hadn't changed.

It wasn't when I reached into my bag and found—

Shiny. Metallic. Beautiful.

The light in her eyes when she first bought it flashed before mine. She was so full of life. I could still hear her swear she'd always wear it, always keep it with her. And then—just to scare her—I hid it. Never gave it back. Not because I wanted it for myself, but because... it meant so much to her that I wanted a piece of it too. A piece of her.

My breath caught as the memories flooded.

I gripped the bracelet tight it dug into my skin.

I swallowed hard, shoving the bracelet deep into my pocket like it would stop the ache in my chest.It didn't.The walls felt too close. The air too thick. My pulse hammered, and suddenly, I couldn't sit still.I shoved my chair back. It scraped against the floor, too loud, too sharp. A few heads turned, but I didn't care. I needed to move.

I stepped into the hallway, but the walls didn't stretch like they were supposed to. The ceiling felt too low, the fluorescent lights too bright. The muffled noise of classrooms blurred into static.

Vee should've been here. She should've been here. She would have known how to calm me down. How to make me see things. How to stop me from----

I dug my nails into my palm, grounding myself, forcing the thoughts away.

I had to be fine.

But my head swayed. My vision blurred at the edges. My ribs clenched too tight around my lungs.

When was the last time?

I exhaled shakily, pressing my back against the cold lockers. My legs wobbled, my body screaming for something—food, sleep, anything—but I couldn't move.

The hallway stretched, the voices melting into nothing.

Chapter 18 - Unraveled