Both girls turned and Layla’s smile slowly faded.
Standing a few feet away… was Liam. His expression was different,not smug and confident as always but tense and serious.
Chloe immediately stepped in front of Layla.
“What do you want?”
Liam ignored her.
His eyes stayed on Layla.
“We need to talk.”
Layla’s gaze hardened.
“No, we don’t.”
“Yes, we do.”
“No.”
Her voice was sharp now,clear and final.
Students nearby began to slow down,watching while whispering side by side.
The tension returned,stronger this time.
Liam stepped closer.
“Layla, please.”
Chloe scoffed.
“‘Please’?”
Layla’s eyes didn’t leave his.
“What do you want, Liam?”
He hesitated.For the first time—he looked unsure.
“…I need to fix this.”
Layla let out a small, humorless laugh.
“Fix it?”
“Yes.”
“You alr
