Rose had come back to the Silver Class.
After spending almost three long years in the Gold Class, it was like everything she'd built up just vanished overnight—and she found herself right back where she started.
Now, there were seven new Gold Class cadets who'd managed to climb up from Silver, including one who'd been demoted before and somehow managed to fight his way back up again.
And honestly... well, seeing that made something sink deep into my chest. I couldn't pretend I felt safe anymore... well, not with how low my rank had gotten in the Gold Class lately. For the first time, it hit me that I had every reason to start really worrying about where I stood.
I guess it took Rose's fall to finally make me see it clearly. That there really aren't any guarantees in life. That what I'd been holding onto could disappear, just like that. And realizing that... left me feeling strangely hollow. Alone, even.
