Chapter 44 Internet Scandal

• Elena’s POV
• The training ended just before noon. My head was pounding from the endless corrections about posture, the reminders about grace and expression. Everyone was eager to get to lunch, to laugh and gossip over trays of food. I just wanted a shower and ten minutes to breathe.
• I slipped my notebook under my arm and walked down the long corridor toward my room. My phone buzzed in my bag, and when I pulled it out, the caller ID flashed a familiar name.