They Erased Me, So I Rewrote My Life Chapter 39

They Erased Me, So I Rewrote My Life Chapter 39

Then I deleted the email.

My movements were steady.

After that, I sent Leo a text.

“Want to go climbing?”

Half an hour later, we met at an off-campus climbing gym.

I didn’t say a word. I just chalked my hands, grabbed the holds, and climbed.

Physical pain was direct.

It was easier to handle than the needle-like pricks of psychological pain.

I stared only at the next hold, moving up step by step, until my arms trembled, until my breathing grew ragged, until there was nothing left in my mind but the motion itself.

“Eliza.”

Leo called to me from below.

I dropped from the wall, bending over and gasping for air, my lungs burning.

“Again,” I said.

“You’re just torturing yourself.”

He walked over and handed me a water bottle.

I didn’t take it. I just looked at him.

“It was Savannah,” he said.

It wasn’t a question.

He already knew.

I nodded, my voice hoarse.

“She sent me an email.”

I told him about the photo and the line of text.

Leo’s face immediately darkened.