Chapter 24

Chapter Twenty Four

The day started off normal enough--or at least, as normal as things could be given the situation 1 found myself in. I arrived at school early, hoping to avoid unnecessary interactions with my persistent mates. I headed straight to my locker, already mentally bracing myself for the day ahead.

But when I opened it, I stopped in my tracks.

Inside, my locker had been transformed. Flowers-roses, lilies, and daisies-spilled out from the top shelf. Ribbons of different colors were looped around the edges, tied in careful bows. A small note sat at the center, tucked into the bouquet. I hesitated before pulling it out, my name written in elegant handwriting across the front.

The words inside were simple but heartfelt:

We're sorry for everything. Please give us a chance. We'll do whatever it takes to make things right.

It was signed by all four of them—Elijah, Isaiah, Alex, and Austin.,

I let out a frustrated sigh, shoving the flowers and ribbons back inside before slamming the door shut.

"They don't give up, do they?" I muttered under my breath, gripping the strap of my bag tightly.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught movement and turned to see them standing at the end of the hallway. Elijah leaned casually against the lockers, while Isaiah stood with his arms crossed. The twins were laughing about something, but their eyes kept darting in my direction.

They were watching me, waiting for my reaction.

I squared my shoulders and turned away, refusing to acknowledge them. I wouldn't let myself be swayed by their gestures. Not yet. They had hurt me too deeply in the past, and I wasn't about to make it easy for them.

couldn't ignore the strange feeling bubbling inside me. Was it anger? Confusion? Or something else

peace. Instead of heading to the cafeteria, I made my way to the school courtyard, hoping

peace wasn't something I was

flatly, spotting him as soon as I

in his hand. His eyes lit up when he saw me,

was already stepping

his hands as if to prove his innocence.

raised an eyebrow.

hand, revealing a delicate golden bracelet with a small

voice softer than usual.

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bracelet, the sunlight catching on the polished

didn't know what

said finally, brushing past him to sit on the

"Stormi, wait-

snapped, crossing my arms as

say.

Instead, he placed the bracelet on the bench beside me, his movements slow

wanted to give you something to show how serious I am. About you.

us."

my gaze fixed on

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