Chapter 13 A Door About to Close

Ayla's POV

I could feel it before anyone said a word.

The shift. The tension. The way eyes avoided mine was more than usual. Claire wouldn't even meet my gaze at lunch, and Mrs. Harrows, who normally greeted me with her usual clipped tone, just nodded and turned away.

Something was happening.

And I had a sinking feeling I was the reason.