REED
I had been to Headmaster Voss's office twice in my life. Both times I had walked in knowing exactly what I'd done and walked out knowing exactly what it had cost me. This was different.
This time I walked in with Asher beside me and the weight of everything that had happened in the last twenty four hours sitting across my shoulders like something I had no choice but to carry, and I genuinely did not know how this ended.
That alone was enough to put every nerve I had on edge.
Headmaster Voss was sitting behind his desk when we entered.
Not standing, not pacing but sitting with his hands folded on the surface in front of him and his eyes already on the door when we pushed it open, like he had been expecting us for longer than just today.
He looked at Asher, just looked at him. A long, slow, thorough study that moved across Asher's face and posture and settled there with an expression I hadn't anticipated.
