Chapter 128

MAYA'S POV That's not possible. No. It can't be. But it's not a rumor. Oliver said it himself. His voice was loud and clear—calling Elora his student in front of everyone. And suddenly the room felt like it tilted. Like the ground under me gave out. All these years, this whole time, she hid that? My chest tightened. First it was Lucas—going on about how she's the brains behind the massive projects, calling her brilliant and smart, praising her so casually like she deserves it. Now Oliver, the man I've gone out of my way to impress, claiming her as his student? What the fuck is going on? Why? Why her? Why would she get that opportunity and not me? Why keep quiet about it? Despite knowing how much I wanted it. How hard I begged for meetings, how many times I humiliated myself chasing Oliver’s attention, only for him to dismiss me without much consideration. Meanwhile she—the quiet and simple Elora—was already a student under him. She must have laughed at me. She had to. Watching me strug