POV: Adriana
By the next morning, everything felt back to normal—or at least, it was supposed to feel that way.
Adira, Elsie, Irina, and I were already in school, going through our usual routine—class after class, lecture after lecture. It was nothing we weren’t used to, but today… something felt different.
Everywhere I turned, eyes followed me. Whispered voices trailed behind my every step.
Actually it wasn't even a new thing anymore to me.
At first, I would think I was just imagining it. But then I noticed the glances, the nudges, the way people pulled out their phones as I walked past.
It wasn’t hard to guess why.
Yesterday, Darius had come to pick me up himself. That alone was enough to get people talking. But what I didn’t know—what I hadn’t known—was that someone had recorded
