Chapter 8 Ravenscroft's New Queen?
- SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.
- We'd stepped out into the sharp evening air, and my phone buzzed in the pocket of my jeans. I pulled it out to see a notification in the school's gossip column.
- With one glance at the screen, my stomach flipped, and I did summersaults, backflips, and all sorts of exercises, as my food came back up.