The words hit Adrian like a physical blow, and he felt his heart lurch. "What did you say?"
The class president looked surprised. "Adrian Shaw, aren't you two neighbors across the hall? You should've known before any of us!"
The clock tower bells rang out across the city, marking midnight.
Deep and resonant, they tolled like a final farewell.
A flash of panic crossed Adrian's eyes. He spun around, ready to run, but Bianca caught his arm.
"Wait, Sylvia isn't leaving today."
Adrian froze in place. "How do you know that?"
Bianca lowered her lashes, a barely perceptible evasiveness flickering at the corners of her eyes. "...She told me. Said she's leaving after the break, and that she wants some time alone until then."
"You're in the middle of a fight with Sylvia anyway," Blair cut in.
