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Her voice dropped, quiet and cold. “You make me like some heartless villain, and you look so pissed. What’s the plan, Marianna? Gonna throw hands for your sick little knight?”
Kayla suddenly raised her voice without warning, Marianna flinched, instinctively stepping back, thinking, for a second that Kayla might actually hit her.
But what caught her even more off guard was how easily Kayla admitted it. There was no denial, no attempt to explain it away.
She’s not even gonna defend herself?‘ Marianna thought, stunned, ‘I had this whole speech planned out, thought she’d lie, and I could blame her in front of everyone. But now what? She just owned up to it. What am I supposed to do with that?‘
Kayla’s words hit Marianna like a punch thrown into cotton–soft, pointless, and frustratingly hard to respond
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Still, Marianna quickly regrouped. She glanced around the hallway and noticed the growing number of students watching them.
She raised her voice again, trying to get control of the narrative. “No. I’m not trying to hit you. But since you know what you did was wrong, why hog Dav’s car…”
Before she could say more, Kayla lifted a hand and cut her off. “Excuse me? What do you mean by I hog his car? Get your facts straight.
“That’s the car my family sent to pick me up. Always has been. Just because Davon hitched a ride a few times. doesn’t mean it magically became his.”
Marianna’s eyes went wide. She looked around again, noticing the students whispering and side–eyeing her. Panic rose in her chest as she stammered, “Wait. No, it was… Dav’s car. I mean, I thought it was.”
Marianna thought, ‘Weird. Didn’t Kayla use to care so much about Davon’s image? Why is she suddenly calling out his background like this in public? Isn’t she scared he’ll get mad?‘
Kayla smirked inwardly. ‘So she does know, huh? Still playing dumb. Whatever. Now is not the time to blow up Davon’s fake trust–fund baby act. Not until he coughs up that 1.5 million.’”
She flipped her hair back and said, “Doesn’t matter if you knew or not. What matters is, I don’t owe Davon a ride. I don’t have to share my car with him, and you don’t get to question that.”
After speaking, Kayla turned like she was done with the conversation, but Marianna stepped in her way again. “Dav’s not here, so sure, say what you want.
“But you knew it was gonna pour, and you still left him out there. He’s sick because of you. Seriously, how selfish can you be? Doesn’t your conscience eat at you?”
Kayla didn’t flinch. In fact, she smiled and even nodded slightly, like she was genuinely impressed. “Wow, you really make it sound convincing. Maybe I am selfish. Not like you, so kind and thoughtful.”
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She leaned in, her eyes twinkling. “Then tell me, Saint Marianna, if you were so kind, why didn’t you call a cab for him yourself? If you did, he wouldn’t have caught a cold. Am I right?”
Marianna froze, caught completely off guard.
After a few seconds, he blurted out, “I didn’t even call a cab for myself. Why would I do it for him?”
The moment the words left her mouth, Marianna knew she had messed up. She glanced at the corner again, worried Davon might’ve heard.
She quickly tried to fix it. “I mean, I don’t have money for that. I walk to school every day. I can’t afford to call a cab. You’re just being mean now.”
Kayla let out a laugh full of pure mockery. “Marianna, you talk like you care so much about him, like you’re better than everyone because you’re worried about Davon. But when it came down to it, you couldn’t even pay a ride for him?
“Let me get this straight. You don’t spend your own money. But you’re happy to lecture me about not doing it. That’s not kindness. That’s guilt–tripping people. Don’t you think that’s a little pathetic?”
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