“Keira, can you come to the library? I have something to tell you,” Yuna asked over the phone.

Could I really handle more tonight?

“Maybe another day. I’m a bit tired,” I replied, hoping she’d let it go.

I I

She hesitated, and I felt a flicker of guilt. “Is it important?” I asked, almost against my will.

“Yeah, it is,” she said softly, almost unsure. “Keira, I can come to you if that’s easier.”

Great, now she was determined.

Maybe she’d found out about Hayden and me, and this was her intervention.

“Yuna-“.

“Just send me your address, so I can grab a cab,” she cut in, and I could hear her gathering her things in the background.

I looked out at the downpour, biting back a sigh. Getting a cab right now was impossible, and the last thing she needed after her transplant was to risk getting sick.

Even though Hayden and I had split, I couldn’t just abandon her. Not until she had someone else to lean

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“Never mind,” I said, resigned. “I’ll come to you.”

“Okay, I’ll wait,” she replied, sounding way too pleased

After hanging up, I gave the driver the library’s address, and we swung around in the pouring rain.

When I got there, the place was practically empty–just a few people scattered around. Yuna was easy to spot, sitting by the window, gazing out like she was in some kind of trance.

e over.

She must’ve heard my footsteps because she turned, eyes lighting up as she waved me

*You didn’t get drenched, did you? It’s coming down hard,” Yuna asked, giving me a once–over with al worried look.

“I’m good,” I said, dropping into the seat across from her. I noticed all the books in front of her were closed, untouched.

Remembering how I’d spotted her here with Wade last time–and how I’d low–key wondered if there was something going on–I gave her a grin. “Where’s your study buddy today? Going solo?”

Yuna pressed her lips together, staying quiet. The look on her face told me this wasn’t about me and Hayden–it was her turn to spill.

“Why so serious?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“I lied to you last time,” she said softly.

I just nodded, not shocked; I’d kinda figured.

A blush crept up her cheeks as she muttered, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. You called me here to come clean, right?” I leaned in, cutting to the chase.

Yuna nodded. “Actually… I like him, I liked him from the second I saw him.”

A weird, heavy feeling settled in my chest. Still, I kept my tone even. “What’s his name?”

She glanced at me. “Wade Smith.”

The name made me tense up–somehow I wasn’t surprised.

So, it really was him.

I knew enough about Wade’s love story to know he wasn’t exactly the type to fall head–over–heels on a whim. Even if he did, it wouldn’t be easy.

Seeing the sadness in Yuna’s eyes, I could guess what might’ve happened, but I still asked, “And what about him? Does he like you too?”

Yuna shook her head, then quickly added, “I mean, it’s not that he doesn’t like me… It’s just, I don’t know if he does.”

I leaned back, giving her a look. “Did you actually tell him how you t

Her cheeks flushed, and the awkwardness was all over her face. In that moment, I got it. “So, you confessed to him, huh?”

She nodded.

I studied her for a second. “And he turned you down?”