It was the last period of the day, and the classroom was a ticking time bomb. The tension crackled in the air.
Mrs. Parker, the math teacher, slammed a thick textbook onto the desk, her eyes narrowing at the back of the room.
“Elizabeth, solve it. Now.”
The whole class went silent, but the murmur of curiosity was palpable. All eyes turned to Elizabeth, the quiet girl sitting in the corner. She never volunteered to answer questions, never seemed to care about schoolwork, never participated in the daily banter. In fact, most of the students had written her off as just another average teenager, always in the shadows. But today, something in Mrs. Parker’s voice was…..Read Full Story Here…………………..
