Chapter 50

Freya’s POV

“So, Miss Willows, this is your new school schedule containing the timetable for all your new classes.”

The middle-aged woman hands me a brown file bag containing the information.

I take it from her hands, slowly pulling out the papers and just going through them briefly.

It’s been two days after the whole traumatizing dinner event and just when I plan to toss myself into heavy school work for next week’s quiz, the carpet under my feet gets pulled again and this news gets strung on me.

It’s like I’m stuck in a spiral of bad events.

All the classes are really different from the ones I’ve been attending for the past three months.

Like entirely different, with most of them located in a completely different building—a good distance away from the old one.

“It’s a pity. Had we known you were homeschooled for most of your life, we would have put you in a more fitting program for struggling students to help you adjust perfec