My mind was a mess. One thing was clear—Raymond was trying to shut me out, keeping me in the dark about what had happened.
The next day, I went to school. I couldn't rush into anything—that would only catch Raymond's attention, and I couldn't risk that.
I sat in the corner of the cafeteria, staring at a piece of toast I couldn't eat. My stomach churned, and my mind wouldn't stop racing with questions. I took a small bite, but it tasted like nothing—dry and impossible to swallow. I put it down, feeling even more unsettled.
Suddenly, a shadow fell over me.
It was Beth.
She stood there, looking down at me with a smug expression like I was lower than her. Her eyes were full of disdain, and her lips twisted into a mocking smile.
"So, I heard you've been getting close to Blake. Can't go a
