ANYA'S POV
Just as Chase had promised, not a single soul at school uttered a word about my unfortunate incident. To be honest, I was immensely grateful. I couldn't imagine how I would have reacted to the inevitable side-eyes and whispered judgments if they knew.
Yet, amidst all the seemingly innocent faces and beneath the thinly veiled contempt, Delilah made no effort to disguise her hatred and dislike for me. It had been that way since the very first day. What was her deal with me? I suspected she knew my true identity, but why did her animosity sting so profoundly? It was as if she was the unwitting mouthpiece for the hidden disdain the entire class harboured. Never once had she attempted to mask her disgust.
The sharp ring of the school bell echoed through the classroom, signalling l
