The Collision
"You knocked her notebook on the floor and dumped coffee on her on purpose, and you want me to believe that's just girl stuff."
"Prove it." Maya crossed her arms, chin lifting slightly, daring me.
"I don't need to prove it." My voice had dropped low now, steady in a way that felt more dangerous than shouting. "I know you, Maya. I know exactly what you're capable of when you're jealous. And this, all of this, is exactly that."
Her jaw tightened, the mask slipping further. "I'm not jealous."
"You are." I said it plainly, no cruelty in it, just fact. "You've been jealous since the day you saw us together, and instead of just accepting that things ended between us, you've been trying to make Ari