*Esmerelda*
“Esmerelda,” the headmaster began again, “I thank you for your discretion in this matter. And because of the unique circumstances you are in, there is a lot more about this academy that I need to tell you. About Sunset, Elijah, and about how you came to be here… But if at any point you feel that all of this is too much for you to bear, please let me know and we can pause for a bit. I don’t want to overwhelm you, however, this information is vital for you to know for your safety here.”
I swallowed hard. His words seemed more and more like they were not part of a dream, but rather part of the reality that was my life. But I wanted answers as to why I was admitted into night school, and the headmaster was going to tell me as though my mind had been read.
I took a deep breath, reminding myself that this was a man of secrets. Perhaps whatever he told me now was simply a means of covering for himself.