Ryan's POV
I stood there, frozen, watching her walk away. My chest felt tight for some reason, and I didn’t even know why.
Before I could think too much about it, Ava stepped in front of me, blocking my view.
“Why were you looking at Ava and Trisha like that?” she asked, folding her arms.
Her question caught me off guard. “ I-uh—I wasn’t—” I stammered, not knowing what to say.
She raised an eyebrow like she didn’t believe me. The crowd around us was slowly getting bigger, people whispering and looking. I didn’t want anyone overhearing this.
Without thinking, I grabbed her hand. “Come with me,” I said, pulling her away from the hallway.
“Ryan, what—” she started, but I kept walking until we reached the bathroom. I pushed the door open, pulled her inside, and locked it.
She turned to
