"Sarah, it's 98 degrees outside. Why are you wearing a scarf?" Nora exclaimed.
Sarah adjusted her scarf and let out a nervous giggle. "Don't question my fashion statement," she said. She couldn't tell her it was to cover up the angry-looking hickey on her neck. She tried to cover it up with concealer, but it made it look even worse. Courtesy of Bruce Watson. That bastard.
Nora looked at her suspiciously but didn't say anything else.
During lunch, she sat with Nora every day since they shared the same lunch period. And so did Bruce. Sarah felt nervous seeing him and then scolded herself in her mind for overthinking things. She had no reason to be nervous. It was just a kiss, nothing else.
"What are you thinking about?" Nora asked.
"What? We didn't do anything!" Sarah snapped.
"Huh? I
