Alora’s POV

“Chula, what happened in school?” Morgan asked, staring at me with hooded eyes.

“How…how do you know something happened in school”? I asked, looking up at Selene.

“I felt it,” she replied.

My stomach dipped.

“Alora?” Morgan drew closer, eyes searching mine.

I swallowed hard. The memory came crashing in like a wave.

The sharp glint of the scalpel.

The sting.

The blood.

The boy at the back

“I had an accident,” I started, my voice small and uncertain. During ...