~CELINE'S POV~

Hunter's gaze was like ice.

"Leave."

The word sliced through me, cold and final. For a second, I didn't move. Didn't breathe.

Charlotte opened her mouth like she wanted to argue, but one look from Hunter had her clamping it shut so fast I almost heard her teeth click. She huffed, crossing her arms like a spoiled child.

I curled my fingers into the fabric of my uniform, grounding myself. A part of me wanted to fight back, to demand some sort of dignity. But what was the ...