C42 May or may not (2)

Rosita's standpoint

Monday afternoon, I flew across the hallways like a gazelle. I wasn't running, just walking very fast and gracefully. I had to take an Uber to school because Sakura still hadn't come home from relishing in her love. Mum had already dug her grave and carved her headstone herself. She was so screwed, and she didn't even know that yet.

It was almost lunch time