Maya walked briskly down the school hallway, her heart pounding.
Her mind was clouded with frustration, sadness, and exhaustion from the constant tension between herself and Lily.
They had been inseparable for so long that this cold war felt like a foreign, suffocating weight on her chest.
She was tired of the bitterness and wanted clarity. Even if the conversation with Lily didn’t resolve anything, Maya thought it was better than the lingering resentment that was slowly eating away at her.
As she approached the corner leading to the main hallway, she heard voices—familiar ones.
Two girls were standing just out of sight, their giggles echoing off the walls.
Maya froze, recognizing the voices as Lexa’s friends, Tasha and Brielle. They sounded deep in conversation, and Maya couldn
