Blanche's POV
Joanna ended her call and spun around, spotting me rushing toward her with anxiety written all over my face as I called out for Carry.
Blood still dripped from Joanna's broken nail, but she seemed too distracted by the pain to notice.
Carry had vanished, and Joanna clearly had no clue how she'd explain this mess to Zain.
When I got close enough, Joanna spoke up. "Hi, Ms. Callum."
I shot her an icy stare. "Where's Carry?"
Joanna raised her injured hand and gestured. "She probably headed that way."
I didn't waste another second on words. I brushed past Joanna and took off in that direction.
The school event continued around us, but Camila had sent Amber to help me track down Carry, worried about how frantic I'd become.
I combed through every classroom, but Carry was nowhere to be found.
Finally, I made my way to the restroom. Right as I was about to step inside, Zain emerged with Carry cradled in his arms.
