Scarlet
The week crept by with the strange heaviness of waiting rooms and unsent messages.
Spring Hollow High felt like it had been dipped in a thin layer of silence, like the town itself was holding its breath. The gala had come and gone, the Moon Chase left scorch marks in its wake, and now, all that remained was the final stretch before final graduation… and for me— the full moon.
The night that could change everything.
I kept my head down as I walked through the hallways, trying not to flinch every time I passed Damien or try to think of Ronan. I hadn’t spoken to either of them since the night of the gala.
Well—spoken about them, sure. But not to them. Not in a way that meant anything. It was mostly only with Astrid.
Not in a way that made the air crackle and sting.
Damien’s pre
