Betty.
“Good day everyone,” Principal Charles began as he was seated at the front of the hall, his glasses resting lightly on the bridge of his nose. He smiled warmly at the lecturers and professors who had gathered for this meeting.
“You must be wondering why I called for this meeting,” he paused, “ well, today I want us to discuss the forthcoming ceremony, the final year awards night, and farewell for our students….”
His baritone voice seemed to be drowned out, as if I was underwater, my body was physically present but my mind wasn’t. My gaze, however, was not on the principal, it was fixated on Adam’s annoying face.
The man who had nearly destroyed my name in the past.
Seeing him now, seated grotesquely, his back casually pressed against the wall, a faint smirk playing on his l
