Hailey’s POV
*Morning*
I stood in front of my closet with one shoe on and a headache pounding behind my eyes, still feeling raw from the night before.
My body felt heavy, like I’d slept under water. Roy had insisted on walking me back to my room after everything, had stayed until my breathing evened out. I hadn’t dreamed...just floated in and out of exhaustion.
I reached for my uniform trousers.
The fabric felt… wrong. I frowned and lifted them higher.
There was a clean, deliberate cut running down the thigh. It was no longer something anyone could wear, it didn't seem like an accident. The edges were precise, like someone used scissors.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered.
Annoyance flared immediately. I tossed them onto the bed and grabbed another pair. Same thing. They we
