CHASE'S POV
Allowing Anya to resume school felt like a significant risk, the chance of losing her control clearly outweighing the potential for success in her reintegration. However, denying her this semblance of normalcy could present its own set of considerable risks, trapping her in a perpetual state of confinement she’d already labeled as imprisonment—not that I was keeping her locked in a literal cell.
I’d given her a phone, a fragile thread of security in this precarious situation. Most teenagers had them, after all. But knowing her complicated reality, I realized two guards wouldn't suffice, especially after she’d explicitly ordered them not to follow her on her first day.
Of course, she had no idea they reported everything, even her silence about the mysterious guy. Their primar
