Aria.
Lila leaned in, curious. “How do you mean?”
Maya hesitated for a second. “She’s pretty. Beautiful, even. But she’s cold. Like ice. She fake-smiles like she’s your best friend and then cuts you down when you’re not looking. She knows how to charm teachers and parents, and still make half the girls cry after practice. And she always has a plan. Always.”
I looked down at my tray, the food now cold and untouched. “She said she knows me.”
Maya and Lila both looked at me.
“She said it right to my face. Like she’d been expecting me. Like she knew exactly who I was.”
Lila blinked. “But why? Why would she even care about you? Unless… do you think it’s because of our files? Maybe when Ravencrest shared student details with Moonveil, she remembered you.”
Maya shook her head. “No, I don’t
