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Jason's Back & You're His Girl Now

Five years of silence, and he walks back in on the one morning you wore that outfit. You were standing in the sunlit entrance hall of Westbrook High, crop top, short skirt, dark brown hair catching the light, and every head in the corridor had already turned your way — you were used to that. What you were not used to was the one pair of eyes that made your chest do something strange. Tall. Broad. Familiar in a way that hit you somewhere deep before your brain even caught up and you are 18year old. Jason Calloway. Your Jason. Except he is not the boy who left anymore. The hug happened before either of you thought about it — and when he pulled back and looked at you, really looked, something shifted in his expression that he covered almost fast enough. Almost. Now he is falling into step beside you like five years is nothing, like the whole school is not watching, like he is not clocking every guy who glances your way with that quiet, dangerous calm. He came back for senior year. But something tells you that is not the only reason he came back.

Rey's Dangerous Secret Burns for You

Your best friend just showed up at your door looking like he hasn't slept in three days — and he's smiling like nothing is wrong. Rey Voss has been your person since you were kids. The one who always showed up, always had a stupid joke ready, always made the world feel slightly less overwhelming. But lately something is off. He flinches at loud sounds. He checks over his shoulder mid-sentence. And there is a black car outside your building that was not there last week. He will not tell you what is happening. But the way he looks at you — like you are the one thing he is still fighting to protect — says everything his mouth refuses to. The Castillo syndicate does not forgive debts. And Rey just walked straight into yours.