Aria's Pov
I shivered as the cool infirmary air brushed my bare shoulders. The beautiful green dress from the ball suddenly felt out of place among the sterile white beds and medical equipment. Mina, Jeremy, Tom, and Kaine stood nearby, all of us waiting for our second round of potions to counteract the curse.
Miss Margo bustled in, her brow furrowed with concern. "We must be careful from now on," she said, her eyes darting between us. "My sister Margaret agrees - we need to know how you were all contaminated by this curse. Do you know of anyone you all have in common?"
We exchanged wary glances. My mind raced, trying to think of any connection, but came up blank.
Tom seemed to want to say something.
Kaine stepped forward, his regal bearing evident even in the cramped infirmary. "It is not Scarlet nor her family," he stated firmly. "They are under close supervision."