Chapter 5

They carried Madeline out.

Lily went with the officers for questioning, shaking so badly she couldn't speak.

The dorm was finally quiet.

Just me, Richard's team, the terrified Mr. Carter, and the dean.

And Emily, still shrinking in her corner.

Mr. Pierre was still gently collecting the remains of "Cherry Blossom Eve," heartbroken.

He muttered to himself, grief-stricken. "Such a waste. This leather... irreplaceable."

'It's truly heartbreaking,' Pierre thought to himself, his expression clouded with grief.

Richard approached me quietly. "Miss Lane, what would you like done with these items?"

I looked at the wreckage. The clothes that had been…