Zoey was still at her desk in the office when she heard that Nolan had injured his forehead.

She rushed to the classroom, where she found only a few drops of blood on the floor and a child crying out of guilt so hard he was nearly hyperventilating. "Ms. March, it wasn't on purpose... I didn't mean to," he sobbed.

Seeing the child hiccupping between sobs, Zoey quickly comforted him.

"It's okay, it's okay. Don't cry. Let's go check on Nolan."

The child was still clutching a stuffed cat, his eyes rimmed red. "I wanted Ms. March's cat. I didn't see him standing behind me."

Zoey felt a tug at her heartstrings, ruffled his hair gently, and said, "The cat's yours now, let's go apologize to Nolan."

"Okay."

Holding his hand, Zoey led him to the school clinic. Through the corridor window, she could see the principal was already there.

The principal's face was twitching with anxiety, and when he saw her, he came out with a tone of accusation.

"Ms. March, what happened here? It's only the child's first day in class, and such an incident occurs. How am I supposed to explain this to Mr. Haskins?"

The two spoke outside the clinic, not wanting Fitch to overhear.

edge, afraid

charge, she had to step in. "Principal, I'll

an apology suffice? You must realize who Nolan's guardian is. If Mr. Haskins decides to pursue this,

and she covered

kids. It was an accident. These little bumps and bruises are part of childhood. Why taint their innocence with

go ahead

ears covered, knew the principal was angry. Tears streamed down his face, still clutching the stuffed

waved them off. "Go and see for yourself. Sometimes

and knocked on the clinic door, taking the

school nurse was carefully bandaging Nolan, blood spots on his

and feeling the tension in the room, Zoey took

a soft voice, "Will he need o stitches?"

others, so it

relief and stepped forward to

got a scare,

hand trembled, and he looked up at her

at

you didn't mean any harm.

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