Rebecca’s car screeched lightly into the school parking lot, her heart hammering in her chest. Every red light felt like an eternity.

She stepped inside the building, calling for the secretary briefly, who nodded and guided her toward the principal’s office.

“Ms. Blackwood, the principal would like to see you immediately,” the secretary said politely.

Rebecca nodded, trying to steady her breathing. Her mind was racing.

What could have happened?

She followed the hallway, each step echoing, each echo making her chest tighten.

When the door swung open, her world stopped.

Vincenzo.

Seated calmly behind the principal’s desk, as if he had every right to be there.

And on his...