Screw My Childhood Sweetheart His Alpha Brother Marked Me First novel Chapter 13

***Senna’s POV***

“Get out.”

Mom didn’t even look at me when she spoke, just sat there smoking, flicking ash out the window like I wasn’t even there.

I grabbed my backpack and got out without a word. The second my feet hit the ground, she drove off.

No goodbye, no “have a good day,” nothing.

Six months, and she still can’t look me in the eye.

I don’t blame her, because if I hadn’t kept bugging Lacey to drive me to that stupid concert, she’d still be alive.

Besides, Lacey was her real daughter, and I’m just some charity case she took in.

Who’d want to deal with the person who killed their kid?

Every morning when I wake up, for those first few seconds, I forget Lacey’s gone. Then reality crashes down, reminding me she’ll never knock on my door again.

My chest feels like there’s a weight crushing it, can’t catch my breath. I take a deep breath and force myself to look at the unfamiliar school building in front of me.

Red brick, green lawn – looks pretty much like the one back in Baltimore. Except this one’s three thousand miles from home.

Like if we run far enough, we can somehow cross over the pain and shut out reality completely.

At least that’s what Mom thinks.

I take another deep breath and force myself to move forward. At least at this new school, nobody knows I’m the girl who got her sister killed.

The main office is right ahead, with a “Welcome New Students” sign on the glass door.

I knock twice.

“Come in.”

Hearing the response, I push the door open and walk in.

The office is quiet, just one secretary organizing files. She sees me come in and gives me that professional smile.

“Hi there, sweetie.”

“I’m a new transfer student, Senna Hansen.”

“Oh right, from Baltimore.” She pulls out a folder from her drawer. “Schedule, locker number, student handbook it’s all in there.”

I take the folder, gripping the edges tight.

“So why’d your family move out here?” she asks casually.

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I pause. Why? Because I killed my sister and made it impossible for our family to stay in Baltimore?

“Dad got transferred for work,” I say, keeping it simple.

Yeah right. The old dad who used to do our taxes, braid our hair, and make pancakes on weekends is gone. Now he wears expensive suits and works as some executive at a big company, never home.

Which is perfect – too busy to come home and face me.

“How nice! This is a great place, you’re gonna love it here,” she says with a smile.

“Thanks. I’m sure I will,” I say calmly.

But I know no matter where I run, I’m already living in hell.

I head upstairs with the folder. The hallway’s quiet, just my footsteps echoing. As I pass a window, I hear shouting from outside.

“Knox! Pass it over here!”

I look up and out the window.

Down on the field, a few guys are playing soccer. One blonde guy really stands out – he’s running and laughing, head thrown back, his golden

hair wild in the breeze.

I freeze.

Not because of his face – though it’s definitely the kind that would make plenty of girls swoon – but because of his smile. He’s smiling so purely, like he owns the whole world but couldn’t care less, completely carefree.

That kind of genuine happiness… I haven’t felt that since Lacey died.

The ball rolls away and he jogs after it. Just as he reaches the spot below my building, he bends down to pick it up, then straightens up.

Right then, he looks up toward me.

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