Mia's dressing style seemed off, and her mood was distant. Mark sensed something was amiss, and his curiosity was piqued. "Wait, did I miss something? Why did Mia's dressing seem off? Did she really change her dressing style, and her mood also seemed off? Did she pretend to be happy? Was that a fake smile?" Mark's mind raced with questions as he observed Mia from afar, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.
In the lecture room, the atmosphere was electric with tension. Sara was confronted by the lecturer and their peers about her lack of concern for Mia's whereabouts. Sara's defenses crumbled, and she lashed out, her voice rising to a shrill pitch. "What do you think of yourself? Do you even know our relationship?!" But Mia's sudden appearance silenced the room, her presence commanding attention like a magnet.
Mia's expression was a mask of fury, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity that made Sara take a step back. "I'm here, Doctor... Wait, Mia?" The lecturer asked, his voice trembling slightly. Mia's response was laced with venom, her words dripping with malice. "You were?! Sara, I know you, so you can't fool me." Sara's face turned ashen, her eyes wide with terror.
But then, in an instant, Mia's mood shifted. Her expression softened, and her eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry, Sara. I know you're my friend, and I shouldn't have doubted you." Sara's face contorted in confusion, unsure how to respond to Mia's sudden change of heart.
The lecturer intervened, his voice stern and authoritative. "Okay, guys, let's stop this topic here. Mia is okay and well, that's what matters." But Mia's parting shot at Sara was unmistakable, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I told you the other day I was sick. Did you forget? Oh my dear! Hahaha, you're too much." The room fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the students.
As the scene unfolded, Jake watched from the corner, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions - shock, disbelief, and heartbreak. He couldn't believe Mia's transformation, her happy facade a stark contrast to the pain he knew she was hiding. When their eyes met, Mia's gaze was icy, her expression unreadable. Jake felt a pang in his heart, his eyes welling up with tears as he turned to leave, his footsteps echoing in the silence.
Mia's inner turmoil was a raging storm, her thoughts a jumble of anger, hurt, and betrayal. "Oh, I like the look on your face, Sara. Wait, you think I forgive you? In your dreams. Fuck friendship. Aaah, I hate you, Sara." But then, her mood shifted again, and she felt a wave of sadness wash over her. "Why did you do this to me, Sara? I thought we were friends." Her mind raced with conflicting emotions, her heart heavy with the weight of trust broken.