44: Target on My Back

Alexa I stood frozen as I watched Lorraine. She was furious with her lips pressed together. Her breath was heavy, and she focused on my reddened eyes. “I knew you were eavesdropping. Shocking, isn’t it?” She threw a document with a hospital discharge form at me. ‘Oh wow, we’re screwed.’ My lips opened and closed, searching for an excuse to say so she might forgive me. But in reality, no sentence could form to cover up what I had done. “How was it? You must have been laughing at me behind my back.” “No!” I defended myself. “Yes, you did. Isn’t that what you’ve always done?” She narrowed her eyes. “I never...” I shook my head. She scrutinized every corner of my face. Her jaw was still tight, as if holding back anger she couldn’t express. Then, her fingers lifted and twisted a few strands of hair at the side of my face. “It must be nice to have it all. You have that massive mansion, those pretty dresses, and that pure Alpha bloodline running through your veins, with magic talent.” Suddenl