stay hidden

ised face, the casual cruelty of the me

ut from beh

to

mmand honed by years o

one f

Isabella, stared at me. A

ily, ignoring the

ly helping he

lder, faded scar visibl

took over. Assess the vic

rdinary victim. T

heart?" I murmured, my

scared, but with a flicker o

d with anger. "Ma'am, this is a private mat

d leave the school grounds. And you owe

ia. She preened

nded on To

-made ch

before I left, a thank you for

back: "To a true

was sharp

ch, Captain Rourke," I sai

n back at me, dismiss

efore anyone calls the principal about theft, we should che

sense. My Lily wouldn't lie

her, however,

me, his head t

thing in his eyes

d my eyes. I

said

sed me as an inte

ho I was, or what

, their solemn promises, contrasted

ayal was a chasm, dark

they had actively participate

hem, had been utterly,