After some time, the door to the detention room creaked open and a figure stepped inside.

Eleanor's heart fluttered as she heard the door swing open, anticipating Brian's entrance.

Her head shot up, her face alight with hope.

“Mr. Hughes, help—" Her plea died mid-sentence as Rosalynn entered her line of sight, causing her expression to freeze in shock.

“Why are you here? I didn't ask to see you! I want to see Mr. Hughes!