Elizabeth's POV

I stood at the bus stop, nerves tingling as I peered down the empty street, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the bus. Though I wasn't technically late for class, I felt an urgency to get to school early. I wanted to secure a good seat—one that would place me comfortably away from Jennifer and Ethan. Today was different; a new professor would be leading our class, and I felt the impending change like a current in the air.

Suddenly, a sleek black Range Rover glided to a halt ...