Renata sat in a small café near campus, her fingers twisting a paper straw until it crumpled in her hand. Across from her, Selly watched without blinking. The warmth that usually filled her gaze was gone—replaced by something sharp, like a small knife slicing slowly through the air.“You’re sure,” Selly said quietly, “there’s nothing going on between you and Mr. Dominic?”Renata swallowed hard, trying to steady her voice. “I told you, Sel. I’m just consulting with him about my research—and helping check students’ papers.”“Research,” Selly repeated, her lips curling into a thin, mocking smile. “What kind of research leaves your thigh looking like that?”“I told you, I spilled my drink by accident.”“Liar.”“Believe whatever you want. It’s none of my business.”“Renata,” Selly leaned back in her chair, eyes fixed on her. “I’m your best friend. I know when you’re lying.”Renata looked down. Her thumb nail dug into the skin of her finger—slow, deliberate, stinging. “I’m not lying,” she m
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