FLASHBACK
ALIYA'S POV
The events of the past few days had left me feeling anxious and unsettled. Evan's recent behavior had been odd—distant and secretive at times—but I had brushed it off, attributing it to the stress of our situation.
I was lost in thought when there was a knock at the door. Before I could respond, Raquel stepped in, her expression serious.
"Aliya, we need to talk," she said, closing the door behind her.
"Raqz?," I greeted her, trying to sound cheerful despite the turmoil in my mind. "What's going on?"
She hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath. "I need to tell you something important, and I need you to listen carefully."
I frowned, sensing the gravity in her tone. "Okay, I'm listening."
Raquel sat down on the edge of my bed, her eyes filled with concern
