Mia POV

Mia mumbled as she looked down at her phone.

“Everything alright?” Mrs. Watson asked, her eyes eagerly darting between Sutton’s face and the phone in her hand.

“Oh, hi, Mrs. Watson. I didn’t see you there. Can I help you with something?” Mia asked, hastily shoving her phone back in her overalls pocket.

Mrs. Watson pursed her lips together and looked like she was about to ask something Mia didn’t want to answer, specifically, what was on her phone that had made her pale because she knew she had turned pale. She could feel the blood draining from her face as she looked at all the notifications on...