Chapter 74 Safe

• Rowena
• That day passed by in a blur. Everywhere I went, it felt as though a thousand eyes were trained on me—judging, scrutinizing my every move for any hint of guilt or truth. I knew that no one could tell yet that those were my glasses taped to the bulletin board, but the weight of it all still felt like it might crush me.
• I kept my head down, avoiding conversation and eye contact wherever possible. Dr. Reynolds’ battered face had quickly become the center of attention, and Heather’s rumors were on the verge of becoming a veritable witch hunt.