Cassie’s POV
The rest of the day passed in a strange blur after Darren left the room.
I tried to focus on my homework, sitting at the small desk near the window, but the words on the page refused to stay still. My mind kept replaying everything - the video, the stares at school, the words written on my locker, and the look on Darren’s face when he saw the photo. It wasn’t just anger. It was something deeper, something colder, and it unsettled me in a way I could not explain.
Amara was restless inside me.
They will regret it, she murmured.
“I don’t want revenge,” I whispered softly, though I wasn’t sure if that was entirely true. “I just want peace.”
Peace is earned, she replied.
I sighed and rubbed my temple, trying to push the thoughts away. Just as I managed to focus on the line I
