Chapter 3 · free to read
Mi-sol wrote the lie. Do-yun approved the lie. I was the one holding it.
I got two floors down before I understood what he'd actually said. He never said I was caught. He said I was cheap.
The folder we spent two days protecting had never been stolen. It had been read, closed, and left where we would find it.
Two days ago the worst thing in my life was rent.
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