GrantThe cafeteria doors slammed shut behind Rae.For a moment, the room seemed to forget how to breathe.The laughter lingered for another second before beginning to taper off, replaced by the uneasy shifting of students who suddenly found their lunches far more interesting than the girl who had just fled the room covered in food. A few conversations resumed in hesitant whispers, but the atmosphere had changed. Even the smell of hot food seemed heavier now.Three chairs scraped backward almost at the same time.Julien stood first. Linc followed a heartbeat later, while Brax carefully lowered the fork he had halfway to his mouth back onto his tray. The grin that normally seemed stitched permanently across his face had vanished, replaced by an expression I had only seen a handful of times over the years.None of them looked at each other.They didn’t have to.Whatever decision had just been made, all three of them had reached it independently.I pushed my own chair back.“Grant.”Quin
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