RHEA’S POV
I didn’t let it slide entirely. I checked my room and nothing was missing, so I left it alone. I just made sure not to breathe a word to Lyra — she was more of an overthinker than I ever was. Mia, on the other hand, didn’t do anything else suspicious after that.
In the following days, Mia flooded our conversations with the houses she wanted. We checked a few together; she had complaints about each one, and we ended every outing without a result.
Even though she said she was done crying, I would still catch her staring at his pictures, sneaking in alcohol, doing the most. It was painful, watching her put up a strong face every morning like she hadn’t just cried herself to sleep the night before.
I couldn’t take it anymore. One day after school, I headed straight to the footba
