The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1943

However, as Ivy rifled through every corner of her backpack, the pads were nowhere to be found.

She was certain she had packed them.

Since she was young, Ivy had always taken care of her own belongings, cultivating a nightly routine of preparing for the next day.

Thus, she could vividly remember slipping the pads into her bag. Yet, after just one gym class, they had vanished. With no other option, she turned to her classmates for help.

“Hey, does anyone have a spare pad?”

“Could I borrow a pad from someone? I’ll pay you back.”

No matter how she phrased it, the response from her peers was uniformly the same: “Sorry, I don’t have any.”

Sitting back at her desk, pad-less, Ivy felt the sting of helplessness.

Even the money Tessa gave her wasn’t

she

she didn’t find a solution soon,

your period, huh?” Clara plopped down in the seat in front of her, her tone mocking. “Little sis, how can you be so careless,

older than Ivy but was in the same grade due to poor academic performance.

introversion and silence, Clara’s generosity and lively

Clara inevitably snubbed Ivy, as if by an

“Clara, could you please buy me a

not that I don’t want to

just took

did I take your money? You must have lost it yourself. Why

Ivy, don’t wrong

you always push

voice carried, and the other students quickly sided with her, pointing fingers