Once the meeting wrapped up, Penelope was the first to sweep out of the room.
Honestly, Verena was drained—wrangling two infamous villainesses she used to fangirl over as a teen was no small feat.
Yes, even the morally questionable ladies had captured her heart back then. Who said women had to be sweet and innocent to be swoon-worthy?
The more unhinged they were, the hotter they became. It was science.
Just as she was about to escape the classroom herself, she was intercepted by none other than Isolde.
"You…" Isolde began, narrowing her eyes. "Do you like Sera?"
"PFFT—M-Me?!" Verena choked, nearly slipping on her own dignity. "No. Obviously not."
"You're awful at lying."
The worst partw as that she didn't even know if it was a lie. What even were feelings anymore?! A fever dream? A side quest?
"Whatever…"
Isolde leaned in with a devious smirk. "Did you know… she's on a date with Selvis right now?"
She knew. Oh, she definitely knew.
