My heart stopped for a second.
"Oh my God," Elara whisper-screamed, gripping my wrist. "This is like straight-up forbidden romance fanfic level of drama! I knew there was something there!"
"No," I said quickly, locking my phone. "There is nothing there."
Elara scoffed. "You're so full of shit."
"I'm blocking him," I said, my thumb hovering over his contact.
"Don't you dare!" she gasped, grabbing my phone like it was a national treasure.
"Give it back, Elara!" I lunged for it, but she dodged expertly, holding the phone above her head.
"Evie, let's be logical," she said, twirling away from me. "This is Ryder Freaking Caldwell. The hottest, most unattainable guy at Ravencrest, and he is texting you. Asking for tit pics, no less. Like, are you hearing yourself? You're about to ruin some
