[Lily]
On our way back into the main school, Atticus outlines a plan for how we can be friends while also circumnavigating Evie's wrath. It involves a ridiculous amount of subterfuge and feels more like a spy game than a friendship. He is convinced it will work, while I know it is going to fail.
"This is a stupid plan," I scoff under my breath, looking up at him from the corner of my eye, trying to maintain some form of dignity as we walk through the halls. Unlike any of the times I have moved through these spaces, today, everyone's eyes are on me.
I'm not just walking to breakfast, I am walking there with Atticus Preston.
"You mean it is a brilliant, ingenious, and wonderful plan," he praises himself. "Why, thank you, Liliana, for your confidence in me. I promise I will not let you
