- 16.
Mrs. Miller was the first to notice me.
“Sarah, you’re back! Come and talk to Chloe.
She’s been so difficult lately.
She took my hand, her tone pleading.
I pulled my hand away. “I’m tired. I’m going to
rest in my room.”
Mrs. Miller’s face fell, but she didn’t press the
issue, turning back to appease Chloe.
She was a far cry from the domineering
woman I remembered.
Back in my room, I pulled Ethan’s New Year’s
gift from my bag: a red cashmere scarf.
I wrapped it around my neck, looking at
myself in the mirror.
A smile touched my lips.
