59: Chaos

Lyon could sometimes appear possessive and an annoying piece of shit, but he was never this disrespectful.

“Where did you get that from?”

“I don’t know,” he answered, his voice sounding lost.

Lyon didn’t do this. He wouldn’t do this. Yet it felt weird that he had the picture to begin with when the only one she sent it to was Jace.

The next slide came on, and she felt agitated for what it would be. But it was less private. It was a picture of her giving a speech in class, but the next was a picture of her mid-thigh, and it caused an awkward mumble amongst those watching.

Her heart skipped in her chest. This was yet another photo she had sent to Jace while they were in their private naughty phase, and just like the first, she didn’t know where Lyon got it from.

Two of those invited, taking it as their cue, stood up and left the hall, saying their goodbyes.

She didn’t want to know; she just wanted to end the slide. “This shouldn’t be up there.”

The next slide came on, and it was her with