I turned around and dashed out the door, my steps rapid and my resolve unwavering. I was terrified that if I lingered any longer, tears would start streaming down my face.
'To hell with it! Everything these days, just to hell with it! This lousy life!'
But there she was, Ivy, standing right in the lobby downstairs, seemingly eager to watch my pitiful escape.
The sight of her smug face disgusted me so much that I swallowed back my tears, determined not to shed a single one in front of her.
"f**k you, Ivy Silvers! This whole messed-up situation is your doing!"
It hit me suddenly. Whether it was the messages Adam and I received or those photos that were taken, Ivy was behind it all!
"So what if it's me?" Ivy raised an eyebrow provocatively, mocking me. "What are you going to do about it
