The girl who had been eavesdropping by the classroom door slipped back into her seat and gossiped to Monica Sullivan at the desk behind her. "Kiki, it looks like the principal's assistant scolded Iris Dalton. I heard him mention the Monahan Family."
Monica was holding a book, memorizing vocabulary words. She felt irritated but pretended that nothing was wrong.
She looked up at Anya Donovan, her tone light. "She offended two of the Noble Clans at once and caused a huge mess for the Sherwood Family. Last night, my grandparents were so angry they didn't even eat dinner."
She was lying.
Last night, Old Mrs. Sherwood had warned her to focus on her studies at school and try to avoid clashing with Iris.
Why should she have to do that? Monica hadn't slept a wink all night, her heart filled with grievance and injustice.
For every extra day Iris stayed at school, it was another day of torment for her.
