Chapter 37: Coraline Wright

I walked into school alone today because Kyle insisted on walking by himself. I was a bit upset since I wanted to check on him myself. He was so distraught yesterday, and I felt bad for telling him to just forget about it like a bitch. Of course, he wouldn't be able to forget; it was a sentimental gift from someone he loved. He'd probably remember that moment and keep the scarf forever if it hadn't been stolen.

Ugh, I suck at comfort.

As I navigated the crowded halls, I noticed something incredibly familiar—a black YSL scarf. The gold stitching was uniquely immaculate, and the logo was perfect without a blemish. I easily can spot a knock-off a mile away, and this was the real deal. But why was Ron now wearing it and sniffing it like it was an inhaler? I watched him take a long, deep inhale of the scarf in his locker and then walk into the bathroom.