The seniors’ obsession with Sara grew sharper and more venomous after that fateful phone call. They treated her existence like a dangerous virus that had nearly infected their carefully controlled property. Arjun had been easy — a boy they could dismiss or intimidate. But Sara was different. She represented something far more threatening: genuine connection, female solidarity, and the possibility of Mia finding strength outside their grip. They were determined to erase every last trace of her.

The next afternoon, during lunch break, Mia’s phone buzzed with the familiar summons that always made her stomach twist with dread and shameful anticipation.