HAZEL
“Let’s focus on us tonight, Hazel. No more questions about Jenna, okay?” Ryan demands, and I nod reluctantly, unable to shake the horrible feeling im my chest.
Despite her trying to throw drinks at me, the insults, and the vulgar names she fired at me, I still feel bad for her.
She must have really loved Ryan… I mean, take a look at him. He’s everything a woman or girl would want.
Getting a breakup message out of nowhere two days before prom, only to see him show up with another girl—a girl she was already suspicious about.
That’s a bit cruel.
“Hazel,” Ryan calls, snapping me out of my thoughts. He raises a glass at me and glances at my own glass, which was once empty but is now half full. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn’t notice him pouring a drink for me.
