CINDY
I stormed back to Miss Megan’s room, each step filled with the fury I could barely contain. My hands trembled, fists clenched, as the realization of Mika and Ayla’s conversation sank in. They were actually considering something so twisted.
After everything Miss Megan had done for Mika, how could she betray her? And Ayla, too—it seemed she’d never truly accepted Miss Megan, despite the attempts to make peace. Now they were allies, conspiring to hurt her.
When I finally reached the room, I paused, taking a deep breath to calm myself. I couldn’t let Megan see my anger, especially since she was probably waiting to hear news about Mika. I stepped inside, carefully keeping my expression neutral. Megan was sitting by the window, her gaze distant. When she saw me, she straightened, he
