His Thoughts, Her Weapon

lab hummed, a painful reminder

d abysmal results, while my boyfriend Ethan and Brit

ncipal' s shame, and my parents

, I spiraled into a da

, the wound still fresh, Ethan sat b

in my mind: "Keep coding, Maya! Every line brings me

ance, but a chilling memory of his i

confirmed by his own min

y didn't matter; knowing the trut

they had no idea who they wer