Chapter 60

• I thought the oversized hoodie would be enough to keep me invisible—just another shadow in the corridor.
• But fate hated me.
• “Ayla?” Lyric’s voice sliced through the air, curious and cruel all at once. The way she said my name sent an uneasy ripple down my spine. It was the first time she’d ever used it. She must’ve thought pretending to be civil would earn her Elder approval. I didn’t bother answering and kept walking, head low, steps brisk.