Ella
The sun had barely risen, casting a pale glow across the sky, when I made my way to the barn. My roommates were supposed to meet me here for our punishment, but I’d come early. I needed some quiet time, away from the endless chatter and judgment.
As I pushed open the heavy barn doors, the familiar scent of hay and leather greeted me. The horses stirred at the sound of my arrival. Some reared slightly, their ears twitching in alarm.
“Easy now,” I murmured, stepping closer to the nearest stall. “It’s just me.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the snacks I’d brought—sugar cubes and a few apple slices. The horses seemed to relax, their large eyes watching me curiously. One by one, I offered them the treats, letting them nuzzle my palm.
When I reached the last stall, I
