Mayella POV:
The air was thick with hushed words as I walked into the classroom at Wardell Academy, each whisper stinging like the London drizzle outside. Leelu caught my eye and headed over, her face marred by a look of earnest concern.
"May, what the bloody hell? Skipped English, didn't you?" She scrutinized my face as though hoping to read between the lines of my expression.
Xavia slid in, wielding a workbook like a peace offering.
"Tianna's left this for you. Get it sorted before the bell, alright? I'll make sure it ends up in her sacred office."
Efficient as always, Xavia turned away without another word, leaving me to nod at her receding back and flip open the workbook. Bloody English exercises—they couldn’t have been further from my mind.
Leelu shook her head, clearly baffle
