Chapter 127 Hundred And Twenty Seven

• ARIEL’S POV
• The walls felt like they were caving in the moment I stepped into that office again because of the way their eyes found me soft, sharp, curious, guilty, all at once. Whispers travelled faster than light in that building, and Maya knew it. She must’ve planned it days ago, planted it like poison ivy, let it spread, wrapped around every corner of every room until it reached me.
• I heard it first in the restroom. Two girls. I didn’t even know their names. One was fixing her hair in the mirror, the other digging through her purse.