CHAPTER 18
Clara's POV
I walked towards Rose's school, my feet moving with anxiety. I wasn't planning on picking Rose up, just wanted to see her, make sure she was alright.
As I approached the gates, the security guard looked up.
“Visiting hours are over, ma'am.”
I barely broke stride, my eyes fixed on the school building. “Just for a minute,” I muttered, slipping past him before he could react.
The guard called out behind me. “Ma'am! You can't just-”
I ignored him, my pace quickening as I walked into the school compound. The teachers saw me and began to whisper.
Some of them even attempted to confront me, but they seemed scared, their eyes darting to me and then away, as if they feared I might “hurt” them because of my “illness.”
One of the teachers, a young woman with a pinched
