The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 49

  • Chapter 16

  • The crushing workload of senior year AP classes hit like a freight train.

  • Sid and I both attacked it with a kind of obsessive focus. We discovered we were intellectual kindred spirits—both genuinely energized by learning rather than exhausted by it.

  • We devoured new concepts, already thinking ahead to college coursework.

  • We fell into an easy rhythm of swapping notes, talking through difficult concepts, and challenging each other with extra problems neither teacher had assigned.

  • Days blurred together in a productive bubble that felt safely distant from my old life.

  • After midterms, during evening study hall, I heard the chair beside me scrape against the floor.

  • Without looking up from my calculus proofs, I slid over a container of sliced apples and

  • strawberries.

  • “My mom’s on a health kick again. She sent enough for both of us, Sid.”

  • “How much longer are you planning to keep up this bullshit, Phoebe?” My head snapped up.

  • Zephyr was lounging in Sid’s seat.

  • He had positioned himself to block me into the corner, one arm stretched across the back of my

  • chair.

  • “So you ghosted me, switched to AP without saying a word, and now you’re playing house with this preppy little bitch to make me jealous? Who the fuck said you could do that?”

  • you’re still hoping we end up at the same college, you need to drop this loser

  • classroom went deadly

  • their textbooks

  • Chapter 16

  • out a laugh that contained zero

  • That’s Sid’s seat.”

  • narrowed dangerously.

  • I decide where

  • tried pushing him away, but he grabbed my wrist, yanking

  • roughness.

  • was bruising, his physical advantage

  • felt in the bathroom returned like

  • mix of humiliation and heartbreak.

  • “Excuse me.”

  • precise knuckle taps on

  • in my

  • he

  • AP Physics section.

  • said “AP Physics” with just enough emphasis to make his point without

  • Sid’s collar. “Say that

  • He calmly pointed to the clock on the back

  • be here in approximately twenty seconds. He’s very strict

  • spat out a string of obscenities, shoving Sid aside

  • reclaimed his seat, he turned

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