Chapter TWENTY-ONE

Reign’S POV I can’t thank Ma’am Sophia enough for lending me her coat yesterday. I would have died. As the day went on, the weather only became colder. I was more than shocked when Bata Miguel also came to lend me a sweater, but I already had one so he went away with it. He didn’t even talk to me but he acted nicely towards and that actually warmed my heart. So far, two Wall Street pack wolves have been nice to me. Ma’am Sophia and Beta Miguel. For some odd reason, I feel quite relieved that some people, even though the amount is almost insignificant, believe that I’m innocent. I spent the night again on the wooden bed and my roommates took pleasure in taunting me all night, but I chose to ignore them. If only my left hand was well, I would have given them something to laugh about. I hope that before the month comes to an end, before it’s time for me to leave, my hand would’ve been healed so I can give them a taste of their own soup. I will so enjoy kicking their asses. This morning, I