Ayla
At first, I almost smiled when I saw Rhett surrounded by a bunch of pretty girls—especially Lana, the picture-perfect blonde with her flawless waves and spotless style. But that smile vanished the second Rhett jerked his arm away from her so roughly that she nearly stumbled right into me.
I stepped forward without thinking, catching Lana before she fell. My breath hitched—not just because we almost collided, but because Rhett’s reaction was completely out of line.
This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Not when a girl was confessing her feelings.
“Rhett!” My voice came out tight as I grabbed his shoulder. “You didn’t have to be that harsh with her,” I said, trying to keep my tone low, but loud enough that a few people turned their heads.
A circle of students had already form
