Chapter 232

Elyra slid into her seat in the back of the classroom, her silver hair catching the sunlight streaming through the window. She had long since learned to avoid the stares, the whispers, and the laughter that followed her everywhere she went. Jason's voice rang out from the front of the room. "Hey, Ghost Girl," he sneered. "Lose your way on the way back to the cemetery?"

The class snickered. Elyra stared down at her notebook, gripping her pencil tightly.

"Why don't you haunt someone else for a change?" another student chimed in, throwing a silver coin onto her desk. It landed with a loud clink, rolling to a stop in front of her hand.

"Careful," Jason said mockingly. "I hear witches don't like silver."

The laughter grew louder, and Elyra's cheeks burned with humiliation. She refused to let them see her cry.

finally rang, Elyra swept the coin into her hand

she slammed her bag down on the kitchen table, her usual

he asked

a rush. "I hate it there. They don't want me around. They think I'm a

his heart aching for her. "Elyra, you're not a

Have you seen my hair? My eyes? I'll never be like

hand on her shoulder. "You're right-you're not like them. But that's not a bad thing. You're stronger than you know, Elyra. Don't

up at him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "It's just... hard. I don't

his voice steady and reassuring. "You've got me. And you've got Dain. You're not alone, Elyra. Remember

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