Chapter 28: Witnessing

Chloe Greaves bit down on her lip. Beneath her sleeve, her hand curled into a tight fist. She could not understand it. She had been this close to winning, and then Class Twelve suddenly poured out to stand up for Celia Greaves. That thought churned in her chest, yet her face stayed soft and delicate. "Could you all please stop arguing?" She turned toward the students of Class Twelve, about to speak, when a girl with shoulder-length hair cut her off. "Chloe Greaves, what are you, the neighborhood...