Chapter 881

At school today, Jane noticed something strange every time class ended. Her sister, instead of playing jump rope or cat's cradle with the girls, or joining the boys for basketball and marbles, kept climbing onto the windowsill outside the classroom during every break. From her high perch, she'd gaze down at the students below with an air of superiority. What was even weirder was that she only watched the boys, often stroking her chin thoughtfully as if pondering something deeply. By the afternoon recess, Jane couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. She dragged over a small stool and climbed up to sit beside her sister on the windowsill, following her gaze as it darted from one boy to another. That's when she realized—after observing every male student in school all day—her sister had narrowed her focus to just two first-graders: Brax and Duncan. And for some reason, the gleam in her sister's eyes as she stared at them sent a shiver down Jane's spine. "Sis, what exactly have you been