Ava’s POV “Liana’s school bag was there, lying on the floor,” he said. “And?” I asked, my patience running out. “I didn’t see her. I only saw a note.” “Talk to me, Chris!” I yelled, my throat vibrating, veins visible on my neck. “She came from outside the hall and told me to break up with you,” he screamed, sounding like a kid. I chuckled. Relief settled over me like still water. “Thanks for the information,” I snapped, a touch of sarcasm in my voice. “I know that game. I’ve played it before,” I said, snatching the rose from his hands, my mood slightly cheered. In class, my eyes met the judgmental gazes that nailed me to the cross. Ever since the incident, I had barely attended classes because I couldn’t stand my classmates, they were a bunch of bad-mouthed people. I just wanted things to cool down a little before I showed up again. But the class felt different. The air was different. Everyone acted more behaved than usual. I shifted my gaze to meet Liana at her desk, sitting
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