The silence hung heavy between us for a few moments until I opened my mouth, desperate to say something—anything—to break the tension, but Elroy beat me to it.
“I’m so sorry,” he said.
My breath caught in my throat. This was the last thing I'd expected.
Elroy ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his usual polished demeanor crumbling before my eyes. "I’m so sorry,” he choked again, voice thick as he reached for my hand like he wasn’t sure I’d let him take it. “I know you didn’t cheat.”
I swallowed hard. “You seemed pretty certain before,” I said softly. Elroy winced.
“I was,” he admitted, “but when you left I went to scream at Astor and…”
“He told you the truth?” I asked, surprised.
“Not in so many words, but he did give it away. I should have apologized to you that night, I
