"I don't know either."
That was the only answer she could give. Fiona Sutton saw her hesitation, her twitching—she saw it all.
"I get it."
You're clearly falling for that man, Fiona thought.
"Let's go back, class is almost over."
Nia Mitchell nodded.
On the way back, she was more silent than before, mulling over the two questions Fiona Sutton had raised.
Before they even realized it, they had reached the girls' dormitory building.
"HOLY SHIT!"
Fiona Sutton suddenly swore. Nia Mitchell was startled and, following Fiona's gaze, she saw it... Uh... That Maybach was surrounded, with people packed three deep around it.
Many people were gathered, buzzing with discussion.
"Oh my God, what are they looking at? Let's go see!"
From behind, a classmate's voice rang out, and then three figures darted over.
"You should all go take a look! That Maybach featured in a world-class magazine last month is parked right there! God, I've been wondering who bought it."
