Innocenthigh 24 11 29 Kimora Quin Eva Nyx Es My... ⇒ (TRUSTED)

On November 29th—11/29 on every schedule—the school held the , where juniors had to confess one secret to a peer. It was meant to build character. It built graves instead.

“We start at midnight,” Kimora said, reading from the invitation. “One secret each. No repeats.”

“Eva is my .”

Silence.

Eva didn’t laugh. She was staring at the mirror. “That’s not a reflection. That’s a camera.” InnocentHigh 24 11 29 Kimora Quin Eva Nyx es My...

“Yes, you do. Luna wasn’t a roommate. Luna was our sister. We were triplets. But InnocentHigh doesn’t admit multiples. Too much ‘shared consciousness,’ they said. So they separated us. You and Luna got placed. I was hidden in the basement for two years. ‘Special curriculum.’ They let me out at night. That’s why I know the exit codes.”

When they flickered back on, the four girls were sitting in the cafeteria, eating breakfast. November 30th. Sunny. Eva was sketching a bird. Quin was reading a textbook. Kimora was laughing at a text message. Nyx was staring at her cereal. On November 29th—11/29 on every schedule—the school held

None of them mentioned Room 29.