Rhea

I turned away from the boys, refusing to look at them. Ezekiel stood his ground, staring down my friends with authority in his eyes. Nina and Emma started to protest.

“You can’t just throw us out of here!” Emma exclaimed.

“We’re her friends!” Nina continued. “She needs us.”

“Go,” Ezekiel repeated, this time with more force. Even I felt inclined to leave. “I won’t ask again.”

Nina ...