Elena’s POV
The air in the university cafeteria was thick with the usual hum of evening chatter, but at our table in the corner, the tension was suffocating.
Evan sat across from me, casually picking at his food, while I stared down at my untouched iced coffee. Ever since Ethan’s arrogant invitation after the lacrosse match in the afternoon, the question had been hanging between us like an unsheathed blade.
Evan leaned back in his chair, his dark gray eyes piercing right through me. "Are you going?" he asked, his voice flat and unreadable. "To Ethan’s game tomorrow night?"
I hesitated, my fingers tightening around my plastic cup. "I think I should. It’s a rivalry match against State, which means half the campus will be in the arena. If we show up together, holding hands, sitting right
