Emily noticed first.
She waited for Ashlin after class, sent her notes, tried to remind her of their shared world—the doodles in their notebooks, the secrets they once promised to keep forever.
But Rosie was always there, whispering, twisting.
"She said you're clingy."
"She laughed at you yesterday."
Slowly, Emily stopped trying. The laughter between them turned into soft talks, the kind that echoes even in crowded hallways.
Ashlin saw how Emily wasn't active around her instead active around Samy and her friends,which ASHLIN hated and even complained about losing her to me(this happened after Rosie left our school)