Eve's POV:
As soon as the assembly ended and the students were dismissed, I quickly walked away, not bothering to wait around. The last thing I wanted was to be seen lingering in the crowd. I needed to get to the washroom—to compose myself, to breathe. I was Rose now, the professional teacher, but beneath the polished exterior, my mind was a mess. The only way I could survive this day was by keeping my cool. If I didn't, I might just crumble under the weight of everything.
I pushed through the bustling students in the hall, keeping my eyes forward, my posture stiff and controlled. But my mind wouldn't cooperate. Every time I tried to distract myself from what I was feeling, from the rush of memories and emotions, something else would flash before my eyes. Elizabeth. That smile of hers, the perfect mask that everyone adored. It made me feel like I was disappearing all over again.
