Meredith
It’d been days since I last went to Earl’s house and days since I stood in his living room like an i***t and asked what we were, only for him to look me straight in the face and tell me I was just his student.
Since then, I got nothing. I tried to tell myself I didn’t care. That it was better this way. That I’d misread everything and I should be grateful he set the record straight. But that was a lie I couldn’t even believe for five seconds.
Because everything still felt the same. Ava, on the other hand, hadn’t said a word to me since the bomb she dropped. She didn’t need to. She just gave me these looks—these sharp, smug little glances like maybe she was waiting for the perfect moment to ruin me. And I was just waiting for it.
Sony was still gone. No one's seen him or heard a
