BRIANNA'S POV
I couldn’t stop thinking about Rachel.
Even as I poured myself into studying, trying to focus on anything other than her, my mind drifted back to the memories. We used to be so close, inseparable even. I missed that sometimes, the thought of our friendship, how we used to confide in each other about everything. But no. I couldn’t let myself go there again. She betrayed me, set me up for theft, and then spread those humiliating photos. I could never forgive that.
Still, there was a tiny voice in the back of my mind, whispering. What if she really is sorry? What if she’s changed?
I shook my head, dismissing the thought immediately. Rachel didn’t deserve to occupy my mind like this. She made her choice, and I had every right to cut her out. I went about my day, determined t
