ISABELLA
“Savannah!” Kiara’s shout greeted me at our dorm room door.
After my dad’s little “gift,” I left the infirmary; I was fine by then anyway, and the last thing I wanted was to stay under that dangerous nurse’s watch.
I even kept an eye on her, trying to see if she was the spy, but I almost earned myself another shot for free.
“Girls, where are you going?” I asked when I noticed they were all in uniform.
“Just in case you forgot, this is an academy,” Harper’s serious voice came from behind Kiara as she raised a brow. “Or are you still drunk?”
“Funny. We’ll talk later, all of us,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her, being my usual shameless self, but Harper just huffed and Kiara stared at me with those innocent doe eyes.
I’d already figured out Harper was a softie deep down
