CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Anna’s POV
I stepped out of the car and shut the door behind me.
At first, nothing felt different.
Same school gates. Same chaotic morning. Same students rushing around like missing attendance would personally destroy their bloodline.
Then—
It happened.
Heads turned.
One by one.
Like a slow-motion movie scene.
A girl walking past me paused mid-step, her eyes dragging from my shoes… all the way up to my face. Her mouth parted slightly.
Two guys near the gate stopped talking.
“…Wait,” one of them muttered.
“Isn’t that—?”
“No way.”
I kept walking.
Slow. Steady.
Even though my heart had started doing backflips in my chest.
More whispers followed behind me.
“Who is she?”
“She’s new, right?”
“Are you blind? That’s Anna.”
“…Anna who?”
Okay.
That one almost
