Chapter 38

• Hayleigh was torn between wanting to stop and fast forward the minutes on the wall clock before her.
• In this quiet and empty classroom, the ticking of the clock had never seemed louder in her ears. She’d been staring at the hands until with each second it neared closer to eight o’clock. It was funny to feel both dread and anticipation, and in all the time she was waiting she was yet to decide which one weighed more.
• When the door finally opened and Rowen stepped inside the room, she concluded it was dread.