Tessa’s POV
As I walked the long halls of the school and toward my locker, I could hear the murmurs of those around me and the onlookers.
“Did you see her post this morning? So, depressing.”
“I wondered what happened to her to cause such sad blog posts.”
“She looks awful.”
“I might unfollow her. I can’t be reading that depressing shit.”
My stomach clenched as I quickly made my way to my locker where Ruby was waiting for me as she does every morning. She had a concerned look on her face when I approached, which I wasn’t surprised about.
“People are talking about your recent post,” she murmured for my ears alone.
“So, I’ve heard,” I said, not looking at her.
“Tessa, it’s really depressing. You really put shame on men in general,” Ruby said, leaning against the lockers to stare at me
