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The high school bathroom lights buzzed a sickly white, glaring off the mirrors where Cassia Sterling held court. Her entourage crowded the space, the air thick with vanilla perfume and the static of impending drama. Cassia smoothed a final, perfect swipe of gloss over her lips, her dark, springy curls catching the harsh light. A practiced sneer touched her reflection before she turned to the girls hanging on her every word. The locked door was a barrier, keeping their world of sharp whispers and sharper judgments sealed tight. Cassia leaned in, her eyes glinting with predatory amusement, ready to tear apart the latest rumor—utterly unprepared for the door to swing open and for the one person who knew her before the crown to step back into her life.