Raven’s POV
Returning to school felt like walking into a graveyard, eyes bored into my soul as if I was a Halloween horror and it made me extremely uncomfortable especially at the fact that Jerome wasn’t walking with me right now.
He was my sudden invisible shield instead of the oke who protected me from my Stepbrothers. His absence left me exposed, and these vultures were already circling.
The minute I stepped into the corridor, I felt the weight of their stares, the whispered giggles and the cruel smirks from girls who never had the courage to look me in the eye when he was around.
I walked toward my locker—half dreading what I’d find, and sure enough, it was already busted open. Papers scattered like confetti, personal things dumped on the floor like garbage. Someone had written acr
