Ana's POV
‘We know what you are.’
That was all. Neat handwriting, neat spacing. No name, no threat spelled out, nothing I could carry to anyone and say look what they did.
Just four words and the cold understanding that whoever wrote them had stood at my desk in the dark and wanted me to know they could deal with me here.
I read it twice. Then I folded it in half, and in half again, and I slid it into my bag where no one could see my hand shake, and I sat down at my desk and turned on my screen like it was any other morning.
I wouldn't give them the reaction because that was the whole point of the note, to buy a flinch.
But I had none to spare.
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Marissa didn't come near me again.
She had learned her lesson from Caspian, whatever he had said to her in that room. She ke
