Elizabeth's POV
I stood at the bus stop, nerves tingling as I peered down the empty street, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the bus. Though I wasn't technically late for class, I felt an urgency to get to school early. I wanted to secure a good seat—one that would place me comfortably away from Jennifer and Ethan. Today was different; a new professor would be leading our class, and I felt the impending change like a current in the air.
Suddenly, a sleek black Range Rover glided to a halt in front of me, its polished surface gleaming ominously under the dim morning light. The windows were heavily tinted, offering no glimpse of who might be inside, heightening my curiosity and unease.
My heart began to race, thumping like a drum in my chest. I glanced over my shoulder, half-expecting t
