Mia’s POV
I can’t find it here,” I said, my voice rising in panic. I quickly removed more books from my bag, my heart pounding. Alex stood beside me, his face filled with confusion and fear.
“Mia, we should go,” he muttered, glancing nervously at the security officers who were watching us closely.
“My school ID is supposed to be here,” I replied, my voice strained. I continued searching furiously for my school ID, my mind racing with what I would say to the security officers standing in front of me.
The officers exchanged looks, clearly running out of patience. One of them stepped forward. “I am sorry, ma’am, but you have to exit the building,” he said firmly, starting to gently push me toward the door.
“Just give me a moment,” I insisted, trying to keep my voice calm. “I will call m
