There had been very few times in my life when I felt the sting of betrayal. The first time was when my mother died, the second was when Olivia, my best friend, cut all contact with me after moving away and the third time was when Aunt Rachael protected me from Sawyer despite my warning. I never thought I would feel it again especially not with a woman I barely knew, one who had allowed me to live like I did after my mother's death.
"You're sending me away to the death school?" I whispered disbelievingly.
Grandmother shook her head. "It's... it's no longer..." She struggled to find the words, her voice choked with emotion. "No student has died in eighty years."
