Chapter 31

I sensed there was a hidden danger lurking beneath her words, a dangerous secret waiting to be revealed. Yet, I was powerless to do anything but sit motionless, waiting for the impending drama to unfold. The break was over, and we were forced to resume contorting our bodies into painful positions. While the others seemed to handle it effortlessly, I was the only one struggling, and Skye couldn't help but smile to herself.

This time, I fought with every ounce of my being to suppress a second fart. I had barely recovered from the embarrassment of the previous incident, and another one would surely be the death of me.

"Avery, you don't look so good," Skye's voice cut through my thoughts. I turned to her, my legs trembling and sweat dripping down my forehead. "I'm doing great, actually. Anyone could see that I was lying, but she didn't press further and simply went back to what she was doing.

How much longer must I endure this torture? If I'm forced to remain in this position for a few mo