Tasha's POV
I could hardly believe what had just unfolded before my eyes. Ryan, whom I was having a conversation with had fallen down the stairs, and now he lay on the ground, bleeding. Panic surged through my veins as I tried to make sense of the situation.
Desmond's trembling hands hovered over Ryan, his face etched with worry and fear. I could see the weight of responsibility weighing heavily on him. We had to act quickly, but the fear of being implicated in this accident paralyzed me.
As I looked around, my heart raced. It was late, and the school security was just around the corner. If they found us here, they would surely suspect foul play. The secret Ryan held would only complicate matters further. We couldn't afford to be seen in this scene, not when Ryan's life hung in
