Lena’s POV

School the next day dragged by without anything worth writing in a diary. The only remarkable thing was the way people stared and gossiped. It wasn’t their usual gawking, but quiet snickering that follows you everywhere like an annoying background music.

Anyway, I did not fail to walk past them with my chin up, pretending not to have noticed their stares because that is what I have become good at lately.

At lunch, Adam and his hopeless gang sat at their usual table at the ...