Chapter 110

Viona's POV

Edenvale's grand gates loomed as if nothing had changed. The ivy clung stubbornly to the stone walls, the banners fluttered in the early autumn breeze, and students milled about, chattering about classes and weekend plans as though the world hadn't been turned upside down.

But for me, everything felt different.

I walked through the gates with my bag slung over my shoulder, my head held high despite the quiet stares that followed me. Whispers rippled along the ...