Bully

EVA'S POV

I still lay on the couch, my thoughts drifted back to high school, a time when everything seemed simpler, yet more confusing. I remembered seeing Tristin around school, always surrounded by a group of admirers. Back then, I had no idea that Sophie was his sister. It was Livia who always seemed to be glued to his side.

I recalled one particular day when I had been walking to my next class, lost in thought, and I overheard Livia's voice. "Tristin, you should totally come to my party this weekend," she had said, her tone dripping with sweetness that made me roll my eyes.

"I'll think about it," Tristin had replied, his voice even and noncommittal.

Livia's laughter had followed. "Oh, come on, you know you want to. It'll be fun!"

I had glanced over and seen Tristin's face, calm and collected as always, giving nothing away. He had this ability to keep his emotions hidden, something that fascinated me even back then.

Another memory surfaced, this one from a school assembly. I had be