FIONA:My cheeks burned with humiliation. I was still kneeling on the cold stone floor, my scattered books lying around me like fallen soldiers. Isabella’s mocking voice echoed in my ears, sharp and cruel. Powerless little legend. The words stuck to me, heavy and suffocating.“Here, let me help.” Desmond’s hand appeared in front of me, and he gently helped me to my feet. Janet and Jack were already gathering my books, their movements quick and angry.“Don’t listen to a word she says, Fiona,” Desmond said, his voice a low growl. “She’s just a bully who gets off on making other people feel small.”“She’s threatened by you,” Janet added, shoving a book back into my hands. Her purple hair seemed to crackle with indignation. “That’s why she’s acting out.”I clutched the book to my chest, shaking my head. “Threatened by me?” I whispered. The idea was absurd. “I don’t have an ounce of power. How could anyone be threatened by me?”Jack slung a friendly arm over my shoulder. “You’re new, you’r
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