~SCARLETT~
After spending nearly an hour in the bathroom, I finally exited along with Clara and Jenna, our footsteps echoing on the tiles.
We were already late for our first class, and the thought of rushing in seemed pointless.
Jenna, leaning against the lockers, sighs deeply. "We should have gone to the beach instead," she murmurs wistfully. "Swim our sorrows away while the sun warms our skin.”
It was easier said than done. A day at the beach wouldn't be enough to seem to wash away my sorrows; I needed something more. My conversation with Clara only made my guilt ten times worse. I doubt there’s anything I could ever say or do that would make my sister forgive me once she finds out the truth.
“Our next class is starting in just half an hour,” I remind them, emphasizing that I rea
