Lisa’s POV
I knew something was wrong with Annabel before she even said a word. I always knew. It was in the way she carried herself, she looked slower, heavier. The way her eyes, usually lit up with some sarcastic comment or quick comeback, now seemed muted. Like the color had drained out of her. She still showed up to class, still laughed when someone said something funny, but it was different. The laugh stopped short. The smile never touched her eyes. And I didn’t need a crystal ball to figure out why. It was because of. Justin.
The two of them had been circling each other for months, burning hot and cold until finally, I thought they’d settled into something real. Something solid. And for a while, it looked like they had. But then Cassie slithered back into the picture, and everythin
