Liora
I hadn’t planned on walking these halls again. Not as Liora the nobody. But here I am, and after last night, there’s a strange satisfaction in it. Another day lived on my own terms, why wouldn’t that make me smile?
By the time Mia and I walked into the hall, the whole school was buzzing like a hive. Everywhere I turned there were whispers, heads leaning together, phones pulled out under desks as if one blurry photo could make them part of something bigger.
I didn’t need to guess who the center of attention was.
Bianca was impossible to miss.
She came down the hall like she owned it, her heels clicking out a rhythm that made everyone turn their heads. One hand curled around her books, the other lifted just enough to catch every scrap of light on the brand-new ring glittering on h
