Freya.

In order to avoid any more unnecessary drama, I quickly bent down and picked up Lila’s scattered things, her cracked phone, her bag, some documents, and handed them to her, keeping my head lowered so my face stayed hidden behind the messy hair and Ryder’s oversized shirt.

She snatched everything from my hands with a sharp tug.

I mumbled quickly, still looking down, “I’m sorry… it was an accident.”

I tried to step away, desperate to leave, but of course Lila wasn’t ready to let me go.

“You wretched bitch!” she yelled, her voice loud enough for the entire floor to hear. “You broke my phone? Do you know...