Natasha’s face paled as Olivia’s words sliced through her excuse like a blade.
The students who had originally believed Natasha’s story started whispering amongst themselves.
"She’s right... If the ring was real, then Olivia wouldn’t have panicked."
"Natasha, did you lie too?"
Natasha’s fingers trembled, but she forced herself to stay calm. "I—I didn’t lie! I rember feeling soone push !"
Olivia let out a dry laugh, crossing her arms.
"Apparently, I wasn’t that soone. After all, if my ring is real why would I panic, and push you, as well as scratch you? I think your story is full of loopholes."
Rose by now had co to her senses and crossed her arms,
"If so then why didn’t you say this earlier? Why did you wait for an entire day to give out this explanation? Or is it that...you didn’t know the VJ ring was real in the first place and got to know it now."
Olivia smiled, "Good question Rose, I was starting to doubt if your real hair was blonde."
"You!" Rose was furious.
"Anyways, back to your question, I was fully confident, hence I was leaving to get back the receipt, but Natasha held back. As for why I didn’t tell the truth? I did, I did say it wasn’t who pushed her. But no one believed . I have to rack my brain all night just to prove my innocence."
Towards the end, Olivia teared up. She stared at the ceiling to stop herself from crying and continued,
"Rose I started to doubt myself when you said the rings were fake and I was insulted by others just because Natasha frad , I truly don’t know how I have offended you both..."
After finishing her words, Olivia stord out of the classroom without giving Rose and Natasha a chance to say anything.
"Hey...isn’t it too much? They are bullying Olivia for no reason."
"Exactly. I have known Olivia for a long ti. She isn’t the type of person who would act violently."
"They went too far! Did you see, Olivia was tearing up but she didn’t shed a single drop of tear? Natasha on the other hand cried yesterday as if she had a car accident."
"Yesterday I kept on feeling as if everyone was overdoing it. But I held back. Now I regret for not standing up."
" too. Ugh...even if Olivia did push Natasha, she shouldn’t be crying like the world was coming to an end. Now I doubt about the story she had told."
"Why do you think Rose lied? Do you think she doesn’t have any true jewelry knowledge?"
The classroom buzzed with murmurs and shifting glances as the weight of the situation settled in.
Rose and Natasha stood frozen, their expressions growing darker with each passing second. The tide had turned against them, and there was no stopping it now.
Natasha clenched her fists.
"This is ridiculous," she muttered under her breath. "Olivia’s just playing the victim."
Rose’s lips pressed into a thin line.
She was still fuming from Olivia’s blonde hair remark, but right now, she had a bigger problem—her reputation was crumbling.
She wasn’t stupid.
If she didn’t act fast, her status as the school’s fashion queen would be completely ruined.
With a deep breath, she flipped her hair back and forced a confident smirk.
"You guys are seriously overreacting. So what if Olivia’s ring was real? I made a mistake. Big deal."
She shrugged. "It’s not like she suffered any actual consequences."
She thought that by brushing up on the matter, everything would be over. However, she underestimated the power the emotion ’pity’ holds.
"She was humiliated, Rose. And you’re calling that nothing?"
Rose’s smile faltered for a second before she forced a laugh. "Oh, co on. It’s just a little drama. No one’s life is ruined over sothing so petty."
"Yeah? Then why did you lie about the ring in the first place?" soone shot back.
Rose’s confidence cracked. "I—I didn’t lie—"
"You did." The voice that cut through was calm but sharp.
The students turned to see a familiar figure standing at the doorway.
It was Janet.
Yesterday’s party was held in her house and she felt terrible when Olivia was outcasted.
However, she didn’t have enough courage to stand up for Olivia at that ti.
Janet stepped forward, her gaze steady as she t Rose’s sharp glare.
"I didn’t say anything yesterday, and I regret it," Janet admitted, crossing her arms. "But I’m not going to stand by and watch you lie again."
Rose’s eyes narrowed. "What are you even talking about?"
Janet let out a sigh, her voice calm but firm.
"I was the one who invited Olivia to the party. I saw how she reacted when she was accused. She didn’t panic because she was guilty—she panicked because she was being frad. And you, Rose, you were the one who insisted her ring was fake without any proof."
The murmurs in the classroom grew louder.
"She’s right," another girl spoke up hesitantly.
"You were so confident, Rose. But you never actually checked if the ring was fake, did you?"
Rose’s jaw clenched. "I—I was just mistaken, that’s all! I thought it was fake!"
"But why were you so sure?" a boy asked, frowning.
"Was it because you wanted it to be fake? Because if it wasn’t, then that would an Olivia was telling the truth from the start."
The weight of the students’ words made Rose’s stomach churn. She knew this wasn’t going well.
The more they questioned her, the more she felt the control slipping through her fingers.
She turned to Natasha, hoping for so kind of backup, but to her shock, Natasha was staring at the ground, her fingers twisting nervously.
"Natasha?" Rose’s voice was sharp. "Say sothing."
Natasha swallowed hard.
"I... I really thought soone pushed ," she muttered. "But maybe... maybe I was wrong."
Rose felt like she had been slapped.
Was Natasha turning on her too?
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