Chapter 142

Bethany walked toward the door. "Hols, I wanna take a walk downstairs by myself. I'll wait for you at the main gate later." There was a field of reeds behind the school's sports field, and a red brick wall stood opposite it. Bethany approached it slowly. She had walked this path countless times in the past, and her heart had raced every single time. But now, she felt absolutely nothing. Everyone fell for the wrong person at some point, and she simply wanted to erase the traces of those mistakes. The red wall came into view. It was covered in dense graffiti, names, and wishes that had been layered over one another countless times. Bethany walked straight to the farthest corner. She had been so tentative about her feelings that she had never dared to tell a soul. So, she had hidden it in the most obscure spot she could find. The name was carved in crooked letters. Noah Vazquez. That name had once been branded into her heart and mind. But now, she bent down and picked up a stone