Chapter 15: Why didn’t he tell me?
The late afternoon sun dipped low, casting long shadows across the academy's cobblestone path as Eva hurried to her home.
"Eva!" Olivia called, jogging to catch up, her voice sharp but tinged with urgency.
Eva turned, her green eyes narrowing, her bow bobbing slightly. "What do you want, Olivia?" Her tone was guarded, her curvy figure tense as she crossed her arms, accentuating her blouse's strain.
Olivia caught her breath, her hazel eyes flashing with irritation. "I saw you with Lor again. Another one of those rituals. You were in the classroom, doing that... Guiding Light thing."
Eva's lips curled into a sneer, her green eyes glinting with defiance.
"You're a bitch for peeking and stalking us, Olivia. What's your deal? Jealous I'm getting better at math while you're stuck crying over your spells?" Her skirt shifted, revealing a flash of lace panties as she leaned forward, her voice dripping with mockery.
Olivia's cheeks flushed, her wavy bob trembling as she clenched her fists. "Don't misunderstand me, Eva. I'm not here to fight. We're the only one who believes in Lor's powers so far. The rest of the class? They think it's a joke, a prank, or that he's playing me like a fool. We're out here trusting 'Loser Lor,' and it's making me look pathetic."
Eva's sneer faltered, her green eyes flickering with doubt.
"That's obvious," she said, her voice softer but still sharp. "I didn't believe it myself at first. Neither did you, right? That's the problem, isn't it? You're starting to believe, and it's freaking you out."