Chapter 49
- Chapter 49: What Are You Doing?
- The principal’s office smelled like old books and burnt coffee. The air was thick with silence, aside from the ticking clock on the wall.
- I sat stiffly in the chair, my injured arm stinging, but I refused to look at it. Across from me, Emilia sat with her arms crossed, her cheek still red from my slap. She didn’t look scared. If anything, she looked amused.