Elizabeth’s POV

The week after Sebastian told me he had forgiven me and still loved me, I felt like nothing else in the world mattered.

But peace never lasts long in my life.

I have always known it.

The whispers returned.

When I walked into class, people stared. When I passed by, they went quiet. Some girls would whisper behind their palms and look at me with small, cruel smiles. I pretended not to notice, but I did.

Then one morning, I saw it written on the whiteboard in ...