#Chapter 73: Take No for an Answer

Rowena I made my way across the grassy quad toward the central building, quickening my pace as the first bell began to chime overhead. Thankfully, I had thought to pick up a spare pair of contacts before leaving the house—my vision was still a bit blurry without my usual glasses, but it would have to do for now. “Rowena!” The familiar voice made me stop in my tracks. I turned to see Emma hurrying toward me, and I instantly felt my stomach drop when I saw that her face was laced with concern rather than her usual expression. “There you are!” she exclaimed breathlessly, gripping my arm with surprising force as she pulled me off to the side, out of the steady flow of foot traffic. “What happened? Are you okay? I’ve been so worried…” I blinked at her, momentarily stunned by the rapid-fire onslaught of questions. “What are you talking about?” I asked, although part of me already knew the answer. The furrow in Emma’s brow only deepened as she leveled me with an incredulous