Chapter 152: Eda
Eda’s eyes flicked toward the girl who had just spoken up. In truth, the moment Lillian entered the classroom, Eda had already been drawn to her. There was an undeniable magnetism about Lillian—an effortless pull that made every gaze in the room shift toward her without a single word.
Clad simply in a black down jacket and fitted pants, her hair neatly pulled back into a ponytail, Lillian exuded a quiet yet compelling presence. Her face was strikingly beautiful, almost delicate, and there was a faint, ethereal quality about her that suggested something beyond the ordinary—a purity that seemed almost untouchable.
Watching her, Eda felt a sharp, involuntary sting of envy. The only way she could find some fleeting comfort was by allowing Nora and the others to heap praise on her while dismissing Lillian. Yet, their petty barbs lacked any real sting; they barely grazed the surface.
With a composed grace, Eda rose from her seat and approached Lillian. “Hi, I’m Eda. I transferred here this year,” she began, her voice smooth and measured. “About what just happened—I want to apologize on their behalf. They didn’t mean to hurt you. We’re all classmates, after all, so please don’t take it personally. For my sake.”
Lillian studied Eda carefully. That soft, gentle tone, the forced kindness, the carefully constructed generosity—it all felt hollow, a mask worn for show.
Rubbing her temple, Lillian let out a cold, humorless laugh. “You’re really something. Ten minutes after all that drama started and ended, you decide to step in as the peacemaker? Was that just to flaunt your so-called kindness?”
Eda’s smile faltered, caught off guard by the bluntness. She had anticipated many reactions, but not this level of directness. She had expected Lillian to at least maintain her composure in front of their classmates, not to strike back so openly.
Quickly regaining her poise, Eda forced a faint smile. “Sorry, I just thought this was how you usually interact, since I’m new. I didn’t realize it was an actual argument.”
The flimsy excuse nearly made Lillian laugh out loud.
Natalie snorted loudly. “So this is how things work at Kingston High? Constant bickering like street vendors? I always thought Kingston students were better behaved.”
Eda’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, her voice trembling with wounded innocence. “Please don’t twist my words. I only want us all to take a step back so we don’t ruin friendships over something so trivial.”
Nora stormed forward, her tone sharp and defensive. “I was the one who talked behind her back. Eda didn’t say a thing, so why drag her into this? Besides, I wasn’t wrong. Lillian doesn’t deserve to be Riverdale High’s belle.”
Natalie shot back without hesitation. “Lillian doesn’t deserve it? And what about you? If I’m not mistaken, Nora, you’re usually at the bottom of the class rankings. By your logic, do you even deserve to be at Riverdale High at all?”


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