Cheryl's POV:
What did we do? Why didn't she just ask Eric directly? Why was she taking it out on me?
I stared at Zoe. She was all dolled up, but her face twisted with rage.
I let out a snort, feeling satisfied with her reaction.
But just as I was about to tell her to ask her boyfriend, Eric walked up toward us.
He leaned in close to Zoe's ear and whispered, "You could've just asked me."
Zoe leaned against Eric, and he lowered his head to kiss her head before wrapping his arm around her shoulders and leading her to a seat a little further away.
He didn't even spare me a glance, as if I wasn't there.
I knew this was the price I had to pay for pushing him away. It was all my fault, but it still stung deep.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
Chuck watched them closely un
