ISLA
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I woke up to sunlight shining on me through the windows. I’d forgotten to draw the curtains last night. I looked at the digital clock on my nightstand. It was eleven in the morning on a Monday.
I should have been on campus by now, but I deliberately turned off my alarm, not having the courage to face Sophia after what had happened the previous week. She had told me to stay away for a while and had even stopped taking my calls or replying to my texts after that. There was no point in attending classes.
Even Ryan wasn’t responding to my calls. I wondered if he had seen something that day. I wondered if everyone at school knew who I was by now or what I was involved in.
While my parents wanted me to get a degree, the reason I continued schooling was because of the sense of norm
