EVE
I woke up to the sound of my mother's voice slicing through my dreams. It was sharp, impatient, and way too early for someone who had cried herself to sleep. My head felt heavy, my eyes puffy, and the light filtering through the curtains only made everything worse.
"Get up," she said, standing at the foot of my bed with her arms crossed. She looked like she hadn't slept either, but with her, it was hard to tell if it was exhaustion or pure fury holding her together.
"What's going on?" I croaked, my voice scratchy.
She didn't waste time. "You're going back to school," she said flatly. "Your father and I agreed. Your driver will take you there and bring you back home every day. I wanted to assign a bodyguard too, but your father said that would be… excessive."
I blinked,
