Sydney
The last bell echoed in my head like it was mocking yet another bad decision of mine.
And also lying to Maeve when I could have simply told her the truth.
I lifted my head slowly, watching everyone leave like they had zero problems in the world—like their lives were way easier than mine.
Chairs scraped the ground, bags zipped, laughter floated out into the hall.
“Assignment due Monday!” The teacher called after them, but no one really cared.
And I remained in my seat. Head down, pretending I was okay with being there, waiting for Dean—wherever he’d gone to.
“One hour, Sydney. Two days left, and it’s over.” I muttered to myself as the class began to clear out completely.
“Miss Walker?”
I lifted my head, catching the teacher’s eyes on me.
“Is there a problem?”
I shook my he
