Chapter 17 Out of Control, in Front of Everyone

Rosalind's POV

The whistle blows, and I flinch so hard I nearly drop to the floor.

I shouldn't even be in gym today. My father is still in the hospital, hooked up to machines that beep too slow, whispering Aldric's name every time he drifts off to sleep, and I spent last night on a plastic chair b...

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