Diana's POV
We walked back to class without saying much.
The hallway was still buzzing with noise from the crowd earlier, but none of it touched me. I kept my eyes on the floor, focusing on each step like that would stop the heaviness pressing down on my chest.
Ryan didn’t even look back when he left.
I told myself it didn’t matter, but the truth was burning somewhere deep, and no matter how much I tried to push it down, it kept finding its way back up.
Halfway to the door, a sharp, uncomfortable pressure in my stomach made me slow down.
“I need to use the bathroom,” I said, forcing a small smile at Trisha.
“I’ll come with—” she started.
I shook my head quickly. “No. I’m fine. You go in. I’ll meet you.”
She hesitated like she didn’t believe me, but finally nodded.
I turned and st
