Blair’s P.O.V
By the time I got to school, I was more on edge than usual. Between Dimitri’s text, the plan to leave tonight, and Madison’s urgent message about Marcus, I was barely holding it together myself.
Madison was already waiting by her locker when I spotted her down the hall.
She looked…ghostly. Her face was pale, her hands were twisting the hems of her blazer, her eyes were darting nervously around like she was expecting to be jumped on at any moment.
“Hey,” I called out softly, walking up to her. “Are you okay? What’s going on?”
The second she saw me, her face softened in relief. “You’re here.” She breathed, her voice shaky, then her eyes flickered nervously to the students passing by, “Let's talk somewhere else.”
Something in her tone made my chest clench in worry. Witho
