Now that I had my best friend, life in this town became easier. Much easier.
No one bullied me anymore. The cruel whispers, the sneers, the deliberate trips in the hallway—they were gone, erased like chalk off a board the moment Eva showed up. And Eva? She made sure I was never alone again. She dragged me everywhere with her, like a glittering storm that refused to let me hide in the shadows.
She bought me things I never dared to even dream of. Dresses that shimmered like moonlight, designer bags with price tags that made my stomach twist, shoes that clicked confidently across the school tiles. And every time I tried to protest, she’d wave me off with an exaggerated eye roll and say,
“Don’t insult me, Skye. It’s fun spoiling you.”
It wasn’t just the things—though the things were dazzl
