Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 42

Mia, with a mischievous glint in her eye, gestured toward a bed labeled with Briar’s name. “That’s your spot,” she said, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness.

Briar glanced at it, her stomach turning. The bed was shoved into the dimmest corner of the room, far from the window’s reach, where even the midday sun barely touched it. Scuff marks around the bed’s legs betrayed its recent relocation, and the name tag, curling at the edges, looked like it had been hastily swapped.

Worse, the bed was littered with trash–three hole–riddled socks and a grimy pair of underwear.

They’re trying to get under my skin,‘ Briar thought, her jaw tighte

It didn’t take a genius to figure out who was behind this.

“Is that our new roommate?” a voice called from the hallway, be with barely concealed glee.

“Let’s check her out!” another chimed in, equally eager.

“Hurry up and clean your bed, set your safe’s code, and let’s get back

distinctly gleeful voices floated in from outside, cutting off Mia befoto

don’t want to keep the others waiting… Those two she could offer any more

toward the door as two girls sauntered in, arms linked, smirks plastered across their

knew these had to

up. Clearly,

roommate, Briar Jennings, a freshman

Cooper, both sophomores in Traditional Medicine. Lydia’s from the Ponce family, one of Shoneport’s elite. And Abbie? She’s Thomas’s little

calculated jab, a not–so–subtle

clear: watch

heiress, this would’ve been the cue to play nice,

like the Ponce family, was second–tier Shoneport elite–neither outranked the

to back down from a challenge. If someone came for her, she hit back,

raised an eyebrow,

The room froze.

reeled. ‘And you’re supposed

with self–importance. “So, you’re from the Ponce family? The ones who claim to deal in premium

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