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CHAPTER 29
~Serissa's POV~
Across the cafeteria, my eyes never left her.
Spring Kaine.
That name had started rolling through the halls like wildfire. On the lips of a few teachers. Whispered in corridors. Murmured in the damn dorms.
And now?
Now she was laughing at a lunch table. Surrounded by girls I didn't even recognise. No magic, no charm cast. Just her. As if she belonged here.
Spring Kaine was a nobody, no one bored about, except those who think a filth like her was worth anything, even to be bullied, until now.
I folded my arms across my chest, fingers curling tight into the silk of my sleeve. My tray of untouched fruit salad sat cold in front of me, the saccharine sweetness in one of her so-called friends' tone making my stomach turn.
She was supposed to be the tragic girl. The mistake. The one too invisible to matter and too weak to keep. Instead, she had become the centre of attention in a good way.
Their centre of them—of him, Storm and Tyrion.
