Elara's POV
Adrian stood at his locker, his eyes now fixated on whatever was inside it. He was pretending like nothing was wrong, like he was not just staring at me with a mischievous smirk. He acted like he had not just destroyed someone else's life.
Anger burned through me, my breath shaky and my legs moved faster than imagined.
I slammed the locker door shut, gaining the attention of the students in the hallways, probably including Maya and Ethan.
As expected, Adrian did not flinch. He calmly turned, one brow raised. "Hello to you too Elara."
"You think this is funny?" My voice cracked as I struggled to stop myself from breaking down. "You think any of this is a joke?"
Adrian leaned against the locker, casually. "I am going to need you to be a bit more specific sweetheart."
