I open my mouth to snap back, but Luca spins on his heel, striding into the cafeteria with an air of finality that leaves the words stuck in my throat.
“Damn weirdo,” Celeste mutters under her breath, her eyes darting suspiciously toward Luca’s retreating figure. “I bet he’s the one behind all this, just trying to pin it on Elijah.”
Nate nods, his voice laced with disdain. “Yeah, if there’s a rotten fish in the water, it’s definitely him.”
Ariah, who has been silently observing the exchange, finally speaks up, her tone calm but firm. “Come on, let’s get out of here before he decides to come back.”
I glance over my shoulder, watching Luca settle into a chair at the far end of the cafeteria. A knot tightens in my stomach. As much as I want to blame him for everything, there’s a nagging t
