She spent less than thirty seconds on each question before quickly writing down the answer. Even if she were just making it all up, she couldn''t write that much that fast. Then came the essay.


    A patrolling proctor stole a nce at her paper. The opening was brilliant. It was as if she had a memory card in her brain; she wrote without hesitation, her thoughts flowing seamlessly onto the page. Her handwriting was beautiful and neat, and her pen never paused. An essay that would take others an hour toplete, she finished in twenty minutes. If he weren''t supposed to linger near a student for too long, he would have loved to see how she''d answered the earlier questions.


    The final bell rang. Everyone stood up as the teachers came around to collect the answer sheets and test papers. When the proctor reached Juniper''s desk, his eyebrows shot up in surprise.


    Yelena and Ynda saw his reaction and exchanged a knowing look. They hadn''t seen her answer sheet, but they had caught a glimpse of her test paper. It was pristine, without a single mark or calction on it.


    They both smiled. Judging by the proctor''s reaction, Juniper must have left a lot of questions nk.


    After the exam, Juniper stuffed her pencil case into her pocket and strode out of the


    room.


    "She''s walking so fast. Must be embarrassed," Ynda sneered at her retreating back. She couldn''t understand how her grandfather could have been so blind, praising a girl like this as brilliant. He''d even said that Juniper''s future would be limitless and warned them never to cross her, iming the entire future of the Sherwin family depended on her.


    Now, looking at her... she was just a hopeless case, aplete joke.


    ...


    At the school gate, a spacious RV was parked discreetly under arge tree. A man


    in a sharp, impably tailored suit stood by the door, his eyes fixed on the entrance. From the vast sea of students, he spotted Juniper''s figure instantly.


    "Over here." Shanley stood up straight and waved to her.


    The moment he looked over, Juniper saw him too, and her pace quickened.


    "Get in the car first," Shanley said, opening the door for her as the crowd grew thicker.


    "That''s a huge bed," Juniper blurted out as she stepped inside.


    With traffic controls in ce for the exam days, Shanley had specially brought the RV to save her the trouble of


    eeling back and forth t


    had a bed where she could rest during the lunch break.


    "How was it?" With just the two of them in the RV, Shanley opened a prepared lunch box and asked gently.


    “Hmm?” Juniper mumbled, looking up from the chicken leg she was biting into.


    "Your body," Shanley rified, pouring her a ss of water. "Are you still feeling unwell?"


    A small smile touched Juniper''s lips. "I''m fine," she said nonchntly. After a beat, she tilted her head, an eyebrow raised. "Aren''t you going to ask me how I did on the test?"


    "Do I even need to ask?" Shanley


    took a napkin and gently wiped the


    corner of her mouth, his tone


    indulgent. “A hundred and fifty is the maximum score on the paper not the maximum for you."


    Juniper blinked. She couldn''t argue with that.


    After lunch, shey down on the bed to rest but couldn''t fall asleep, tossing and turning. Shanley closed hisptop and sat on the edge of the bed beside her "Go to sleep, he murmured, his voice a low, maic hum. "I''ll wake you upter


    "Mhm." Juniper shifted closer to him and closed her eyes, feeling a sense of peace.


    Soon, her breathing became soft and steady.


    After tucking her in, Shanley opened his phone and saw a trending notification from Twitter.


    #Mr Tate''s Sister Sleeps During Exam


    #Juniper Has Break down