"Sent teacher form me?" –Monica didn't understand what Olen was talking about.
Why would she need a teacher?
"No. I mean Mom sent my teacher to escort you back." –Olen corrected.
"Oh, is that so. That's good. So, where's Jon?" –Monica was so relieved hearing that. Mitchell's lackeys are keeping an eye on her twenty-four seven.
Though the do nothing, this is nerve wracking.
The school doesn't say anything either because they aren't really doing anything serious. On top of that there's also that first prince's backing.
This is too much.
After a few days she completely stopped getting out.
Now looking at her, she doesn't have the glow she had before.
"It's not Jon. it's my other teacher, Miss Elenora." –Olen said pointing at the cotton ball at the back.
Monica had no idea who Elena was.
"Hello Miss Elenora it's so nice to meet you." –Monica said.
