The knock that comes next nearly gives me a heart attack. I turn, cursing the ghost for being so cryptic, and open the door.
It’s a guard. “Miss Woods? Your presence is requested in the headmistress’s office.”
I blink. “Why?”
The guard stiffens. “I was requested to escort you to the office. If you would please follow me, Miss.”
My eyes drop to my bare feet before I peer up at the guard. “Can I have a second to put on shoes?”
“Of course, Miss,” he nods, stepping back and staring ahead down the hall.
I twist around, grab my flats, slip them on, and quickly check the mirror to ensure my hair looks decent. Then, I head through the doorway to follow the guard.
“What’s this about?” I inquire, my mind immediately flicking to suspicions of Valerie. She’s been unusually quiet since the night
