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Chapter 37: Cancelled

Author: Bibi Abdul
last update publish date: 2026-06-14 08:33:54

Sophia’s POV

The outing had finally made it out of the group chat.

I couldn’t stop seeing the smiles on their faces as we laughed at the joke Kyla had shared. “I need to use the restroom,” Kyla said, walking in that direction.

“Are you sure you are okay?” Lily’s voice broke through the fog. I stared at her. I could see her eyes on me, watching the same thing she had been doing all night.

I smiled, the same practiced smile I had for everything.

“Yes, why wouldn’t I?” I laughed.

Her eyes narrowed
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