#Chapter75

Will we make it?

Hannah's POV

This was the last thing I expected this morning. My period. Unluckily for me, I didn't have any menstrual pads. The tissue I stacked in between my groin was definitely not going to last.

Sighing, I pushed open the clinic's door. The smell of bleach filled the air. Lining the walls were beds with students on them. Metal poles stood next to some beds and drips were hung on them. I strode on the white tiles, getting closer to Gabrielle's office.

I hoped she was going to have some spare pads to lend me. This tissues were definitely not my thing. I swung...