Then stopped.
Everyone was staring. The whole room was so quiet, it made her ears ring. Her cheeks burned bright red as she finally whispered,
"…No. I didn't tell her. I… I never said it out loud."
A wave of whispers spread across the room like ripples in water.
"Wait, what?"
"So Olivia didn't even know?"
"Then why did Moana yell like that?"
"That's so unfair to Olivia…"
Some people looked straight at Moana now, their faces scrunched up in confusion and annoyance.
"She's just jealous."
"Seriously, how can Olivia be blamed for something she didn't know?"
"If she never said anything, then it's not Olivia's fault."
Moana's jaw tightened. Her face turned red with anger and embarrassment. But she wasn't ready to lose.
She stepped forward again and said loudly, "There's no way Olivia didn't notice! I mean—she's Eleanor's best friend! Are you telling me she didn't notice how Eleanor looked at Leo? How she smiled when he walked by? How can a best friend not know?!"
