#36

Raven’s POV:

I could feel a mixture of frustration, disappointment, and jealousy bubbling up inside me as I watched Eve walk away, hand in hand with Ryan. It was like a punch to the gut, seeing her so close to him, smiling and seemingly happy.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out to see a message from Eve confirming what I had suspected – she wouldn't be able to meet up as planned.

As if I needed the message to confirm what I had just witnessed. The way she looked at him, the way they held each other's hands… I hate Ryan even more.

Before I could let my anger and jealousy consume me, Amy's hand on my shoulder pulled me back to reality. I turned to her, my emotions still a tangled mess inside me.

"She looks happy," Amy noted, her tone gentle.

I couldn't help but scoff. "Yeah, with him."

Amy sighed, her expression sympathetic. "Look, Raven, as much as I hate to admit it, he's always been kind to her."

"Kind?" I hissed, the bitterness evident in my voice. "Kind doesn't mea