RIVER
The alarm blared beside me, and I groaned as I reached over to shut it off. My eyes burned due to my little sleep last night.
Two hours… that was all I managed, maybe even less. I spent the rest of the night tossing, turning, and staring at the ceiling until sunrise. Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw Mrs. Wilson’s face, heard my voice raised against her, and felt horrible.
She hadn’t come back after the outburst. And part of me thought about finding her, trying to explain. But what would I even say? That I was sorry? I wasn’t.
I didn’t regret telling her the truth, because someone needed to. She had been unfair to Lexi for a long time, and it was about time that she knew this. What I regretted, however, was how I did it, how I lost control and yelled.
And then there was the ot
