chapter 72

I watched Angela storm off, her words replaying in my mind like a haunting echo. She was angry, no, furious, and I could see that this wasn’t just about Kurtis. It was something deeper, something that had been brewing between us for years.

I leaned against the wall, my chest tight as I tried to gather myself. But the more I thought about her accusations, the harder it was to shake the feeling that this wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.

Angela had always been dramatic, but this… this felt different.

Suddenly, the door to the hallway swung open, and I saw her standing there again, her arms crossed, her expression colder than before. My heart sank. I wasn’t prepared for round two.

“Angela, can we please just”

“No, we can’t ‘just talk,’ Lyra. We’re way past that.” She cut me off, her voice icy. “Do you even remember growing up? Do you have any idea what it was like to always be “the star”?”

I blinked, unsure where this was going. “What are you talking about?”

Angela stepped cl