"You did not move because you gave up. You moved because you thought you already won."
Whispers buzzed around the classroom like flies drawn to drama.
"Too bad for you," Jana sneered, raising her chin proudly. "Prince Carl is one of the best men in the world. Of course, he saw through your disgusting little plan."
The students froze.
"He told me everything," Jana said with a wicked smile. "He told me about your so called innocent act of coming late, your manipulations… and he warned me. He told me to stay away from someone like you. To never, ever make the mistake of being friends with you."
She stood there, breathing heavily, chest rising and falling as the silence pressed down on everyone.
All eyes turned to Nnenna.
Was she really like this?
How would she respond?
The room felt like it was holding its breath.
Jana's voice rang through the lecture hall again like a sharp slap to the face.
"My Carl is disciplined and would never be seduced by you!"
