Tessa’s POV
The morning sunlight filtered through the dusty window of our room casting a soft glow over the chaos that still surrounded us.
It was the choosing this afternoon, the moment of truth with the final key to whether or not myself and Erin would potentially ever see Kane or Seth again….
Despite our best efforts to clean up the mess from last night’s vandalism, the room still bore the scars of the attack, serving as a constant reminder of the danger that lurked just beyond our door as all of our personal belongings had been either stolen or destroyed: including the photograph of my Mom which broke my heart completely.
I would love to pay her a visit soon… but whether I will be granted that privilege now is a different story.
As I stirred from my restless sleep, my mind immediately returned to the events of the previous night, the shock and fear still fresh in my memory.
But even as tried to push aside the lingering sense of unease, a new wave of dread washed over me at the thought of what today would bring.
With a heavy sigh, I pushed myself up from the makeshift bed, the creak of the floorboards echoing in the stillness of the room. Beside me, Erin stirred, her brows furrowed with worry as she too woke from her uneasy slumber.
“Morning,” I greeted her from my mattress on the floor, my voice tinged with fatigue as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.
Erin offered me a tired smile in return, but the worry still lingered in her eyes. “Morning… today’s the day” she replied, her voice
soft with concern as I nod.
As we both rose from our makeshift bed, the events of the previous night weighed heavily on our. minds, casting a shadow over what
should have been a new day filled with hope and possibility.
But with the choosing ceremony looming on the horizon, the uncertainty of our future hung over us like a dark cloud, threatening to extinguish any flicker of hope that remained.
Before we could dwell on our fears any longer, there was a sharp knock at the door, causing both of us to jump in surprise. With a sense of trepidation, I crossed the room and cautiously opened the door, revealing Miss Felicity to be the one standing on the other
side.
“Good morning, girls… long time no see!” She greeted us, her tone false and cheery but her expression unreadable.
“I trust that you both had a restful night?” She hums, fully ignoring the red horrifying paint smeared across our front door reading
the word ‘slut‘ which had stared her in the face as she knocked.
She was simply unbelievable…
Erin and I exchanged a puzzled glance, taken aback by Miss Felicity’s apparent indifference to the state of our room.
“Uh, y–yeah, as restful as it could be,” I replied cautiously, unsure of what to make of her sudden appearance here.
Was this her way of trying to say that we hadn’t been selected? Maybe she is here to tell us both not to attend the ceremony?
Miss Felicity nodded, her eyes sweeping over the room with a look of mild interest. “Good, good,” she muttered, her tone casual as she examined the damage.
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Chapter 96
“Well, I’m here to deliver some news about the choosing later girls. he redirects the subject matter, as my eyes squint in confusion to how absent she was behaving.
Did she know about this all alog because that’s how it looks to me
My heart skipped a beat at her words, a surge of anxiety coursing through me at the thought of what she was about to say.
“Yes… What is it?” Erin asked, her voice tinged with nervousness the way it always was around this very woman who held more power around here than what she should be entitled to even have.
Miss Felicity smiled, but there was a coldness to her expression that sent a shiver down my spine.
“It seems that neither of you will be moving forward in the choosing, so you don’t have to worry about that.” She stated matter–of- factly, her words landing like a blow to the gut.
They don’t want us. so it’s official…
Erin and I exchanged a stunned glance, unable to process what we were finally hearing.
“What d–do you mean?” asked, my voice trembling with disbelief. “We thought that… we had a chance…” I breathe out, my growing upset creeping up on me like a growing tornado.
