Sienna

The sound of heels clicking on the marble floor echoed through the quiet hallway, drawing my attention as I sat at the small desk in my room, trying, no failing to focus on my studies. My hands trembled around my textbooks, the words blurring together as the weight of everything settled heavier in my chest. It had been days since I had heard from Rhett, since the whispers had started circulating about his expulsion. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The more I thought, the more I ...