Vivian
I stared at Neil’s unmoved expression, clenching my fists at my side. I didn’t glance at Renee, but I could see the smug glint in her eye. Rage curled through my chest like smoke.
He didn’t even look at me. Not really. Neil, who had always been polite—cold, yes, but polite—had dismissed me like I was nothing more than an afterthought. Like some extra shoe cluttering the doorway. Renee, though? He offered her a ride to campus. They hugged. He looked happy to see her, and I was prettier!
She must have been talking about me behind my back. Never mind when they went into her townhouse. Who knew what they were up to. If Renee had really been cheating on Tyler with Neil, I’d kill her.
“Why not?” I hissed. “Seems almost like you don’t want me around.”
“No offense, Lady Brightclaw,
