AUTHOR’S POV.

“Mum? What’s that?” Evelyn asked her mum, who was hiding a wristband she had just picked up from the floor.

“It’s nothing,” she replied quickly, her tone curt. She turned her eyes on Evelyn and forced a smile. “When are you going back to school?” she asked, pretending to sound casual.

“Ah… about that? I don’t know yet. I’ll go when the school resumes. I’m not going now.” Evelyn stood up from the chair, reaching for the remote on the table, but she ...