Chapter 55

Arabella's POV

I stood outside Miss Thompson's door, staring at it for over thirty minutes, my hand hovering over the handle. It had been hours since she’d gone inside, and she hadn’t come out once. I checked the time again four hours had passed. She hadn’t taken her medication, and I knew she needed it. As upset and confused as I was by everything I had heard today, I couldn’t let her stay locked in there, crying and beating herself up. Her health couldn’t take that kind of strain. I let out a shaky breath, trying to steady myself. What would I even say to her? I didn’t know how to make sense of this myself.

My hand tightened around the door handle, as I finally made up my mind to open it. I had to do something, her health was too critical for this. But as I turned the handle, ready to push the door open, the phone rang, which made me a little happy as I didn't want to face Miss Thompson now.

I rushed over to the phone landline, grateful for the distraction.

“Hello?” I answered, m