Ivy's worry deepened as she observed the cloud of gloom hanging over Zack. His face was etched with sorrow, and his usual vibrant demeanor was replaced with a heavy silence.
"What's wrong, Zack? You've been depressed ever since you came back from the restroom. Are you not feeling well?"
She was oblivious to the incident that had transpired in the restroom, but his demeanor and the shadows in his eyes made her suspect that it had something to do with Bella. A pang of insecurity gnawed at her as she thought about the possibility.
"Is it about Bella?" Ivy hissed, her eyes sharpening with jealousy. "Did you meet with her behind my back?"
Zack's scowl deepened. The last thing he wanted was to be drawn into an argument about Bella, especially when his heart was already shattered into pieces. The pain was still too fresh, and Ivy's accusations only added to his misery.
