Violet left Adele's office, exiting into the infirmary's main corridor. The sterile, polished medical environment stretched out before her, and she couldn't help but let her gaze wander.
So far, Adele's office had been her only point of contact within the infirmary, but now, curiosity clawed at her now. What went on in the rest of the building? Why did they build this much space if Adele's office was the only place she needed to get her wound healed?
Her eyes landed on the elevator just a few steps ahead, its sleek, metallic doors gleaming under the bright fluorescent lights. It stood out like a beacon, almost daring her to press the button.
Who had access to those upper floors? Were they reserved only for the elite students? Special cases? Violet was so damn curious, the mystery eating at her. Mary hadn't spoken about that part of the infirmary either, and Violet found herself wanting to know more.
