Novels by Mide💕

Sleep refused to come.Annie lay on her back, eyes fixed on the dark ceiling, the rain still whispering against the cabin walls. Every time she closed her eyes, the recording replayed in her head.Across the room, Becky shifted in her sleep. Sussy muttered something under her breath, tightening her blanket. Elena’s breathing was slow and even, but Annie knew she wasn’t really asleep either. None of them were.Morning arrived quietly.The rain had stopped, leaving the world washed and fragile, like it could break with one wrong step. The camp buzzed with low energy suitcases half-packed, counselors counting days, laughter sounding forced and tired.Annie spotted Claire near the dining hall.She stood alone, arms folded, staring at the garden path behind the building. Her hair was pulled back loosely, and there were dark circles under her eyes. Annie’s chest tightened.Please come, she thought. Please a

Chapter 67The rain came early that morning, turning the sky a dull gray and the cabin into a quiet cocoon of sighs and unspoken thoughts. The four girls moved slowly, drained by the night before. No one dared mention Claire’s name, though her absence echoed in every corner in the untouched bed, in the folded blanket, in the silence that had taken her place.Annie sat by the window, chin resting on her knees, watching raindrops race each other down the glass. Every sound seemed to remind her of Claire laughter in the hallway, shoes squeaking on the wet porch, the faint hum of morning music from the mess hall.Nothing felt the same.When the sun dipped low again, pale and uncertain, a soft tap came at the window.Annie froze. The others looked up.“Don’t tell me…” Becky muttered, moving toward the window.She pulled the curtain aside and there he was again. Damien. Hood pulled low, soaked from the rain, glancing over his

Chapter 66The cabin felt colder after Claire’s departure, as though she had taken all the warmth with her. Annie stood rooted in the middle of the room, her hands limp at her sides, her mind replaying every second of what had just happened.Sussy sniffled loudly, dragging her blanket over her head like it could hide the hurt. Becky leaned forward on her knees, staring blankly at the floorboards, while Elena sat in silence, her notebook balanced in her lap but unopened. The air was thick with everything unsaid.Finally, Becky’s voice broke the silence. “We should go after her.”Sussy shot up from her bed, eyes rimmed with tears. “And say what? She doesn’t want us near her. You heard her—she can’t even look at us!”“But if she talks to Mr. Emerald…” Becky swallowed hard. “If she changes rooms, it’ll be permanent. It won’t just be a fight. It’ll mean she’s really gone.”Annie finally moved, sinking onto her bed. Her chest

Chapter 65 Annie’s heart sank as she watched Claire storm out of the dining hall, leaving her food untouched, her chair scraping loudly against the floor. The whispers didn’t matter anymore—the laughter, the smirks, the phones flashing. None of it cut as deep as the look on Claire’s face before she left.Without thinking, Annie shot up from the table. “Claire—wait!”Becky and Sussy exchanged quick glances, then followed. Even Elena, though slower and clearly unsure what was going on, trailed after them, clutching her notebook to her chest.The four of them hurried across camp, weaving through groups of students who had already heard the rumor and were whispering behind their hands. Annie’s legs moved on instinct, her chest tight. She couldn’t let Claire disappear without explaining—except she had no idea what she would even say.“Claire!” Annie called again, her voice cracking.But Claire didn’t slow. She only walked f

Chapter 64 The sun was high by the time the students trailed back into camp, dusty sneakers crunching over gravel paths. The forest’s cool shade had been left behind, replaced by the hum of cicadas and the warm shimmer of midday heat.Annie walked with Elena at her side, the two of them falling into step with Becky, Sussy, and Claire. Their laughter carried ahead—Sussy was dramatically reenacting how she’d “almost died” tripping over a root, while Claire rolled her eyes so hard it was a miracle they didn’t get stuck.To anyone else, it looked like an ordinary return from the hike. But Annie’s chest still buzzed with the secret weight of her meeting with Damien. She held it close, like something fragile. Nobody could know. Not yet.At least, that was what she believed.The dining hall was alive with noise when they entered. Trays clattered, chairs scraped against the floor, and the smell of beans, rice, and grilled chicken fille

Chapter 63 The morning light spilled through the tall cabin window, painting golden stripes across Annie’s bed. Birds chirped outside, and the soft chatter of students waking up drifted through the air. Annie rubbed her eyes, sitting up slowly. For a moment, she’d almost forgotten about Damien’s message still waiting on her phone. But the cheerful hum of camp life quickly pulled her back. “Up, sleepyhead!” Sussy sang, already dressed in shorts and a bright top. She stood in front of the mirror, braiding her hair like she was preparing for a photoshoot. “Too early,” Annie muttered, though a smile tugged at her lips. Becky was already folding her blanket with military precision. “Breakfast in twenty minutes. If you don’t hurry, you’ll be last in line.” Claire slipped on her sneakers without a word, earbuds hanging around her neck. Elena,