The next day, Sara went to Mr. Thompson’s office. Her heart was beating fast as she knocked on the door. She knew she had to act perfectly. There was no room for mistakes.
“Come in,” Mr. Thompson’s voice called from inside.
Sara took a deep breath and pushed the door open. Mr. Thompson looked up from his desk, his eyes narrowing slightly when he saw her.
“Sara,” he said, his voice careful. “What brings you here?”
Sara made herself look as worried as possible, nervously twisting her fingers together. “Mr. Thompson, I... I need to talk to you. It’s about Mia and Jared.”
Mr. Thompson’s eyes grew more interested. “Go on,” he said, leaning back in his chair.
Sara hesitated for a moment, like she was unsure if she should say anything. Then she took a deep breath and said quickly, “I think
