"Tanya!" I heard a shaky voice call. I whipped my head to the corner to see Eliza clinging onto Tanner's arm as if it were her lifeline.
My stomach dropped as I took in her appearance. Her normally perfect hair was halfway to completely falling out of her ponytail. Her makeup was smudged under her eyes, which were red and puffy. Her clothes were wrinkled and kind of smelly. She looked like a complete and utter mess, and it was Eliza we were talking about, the definition of perfection.
"Eliza," I whispered, feeling tears jump to my eyes. I had never seen her so, well, not put together.
"We will let you be alone for a moment," Gemma said, following Tanner out the door. It closed softly, leaving Eliza and I surrounded in a suffocating silence.
"I.. you.." Eliza shuddered, then pulled me
