56:No Second Chances
It was still early in the morning. A lady could be seen packing all her belongings in a hurry. If one were to take a good look at her, they would recognize her as the principal. The room temperature wasn't hot, yet she was sweating as though she were inside a roasting pot. Her entire body was trembling, but she didn't stop packing.
"The plane should arrive in the next twenty minutes. I should go now," she muttered, grabbing her bag and dashing out of the house at full speed.
A woman who seemed to be her neighbor noticed her and called out to ask where she was going, but the principal had no time for idle chatter. She might come off as rude now, but she was ready to apologize once her safety was assured.
She reached the airport and waited anxiously for the plane, her eyes darting around fearfully. As her gaze roamed, it locked onto a pair of eyes she never wanted to see again.
Her spirit trembled, and her soul threatened to leave her body.
