Ella's POV:
The moment I stepped onto campus the next day, I braced myself for the onslaught of weird looks, snide comments, and whispers. After what Jason had said the night before, I was convinced he would have spread my "big secret" by now. I could almost picture it: people pointing, mocking me for being a waitress, ridiculing me for being "the hoodie girl." I expected the worst.
But nothing happened.
Everyone went about their usual business, barely paying attention to me. No one gave me more than the usual cursory glance, and certainly, no one acted like they knew my so-called secret. Apparently, Jason hadn't made a move yet. Maybe he was actually serious when he said he wanted to finish the project first. Or maybe, he was just biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to drop the bomb on me.
