7. The ReunionEight years.....Eight long years of waiting. Eight years of planning, watching, and letting the fire inside me grow in silence.The invitation came in a lavender luxurious envelope. Smooth, thick paper, heavy in my hands, elegant yet poisonous— the same golden crest, the same school that had shaped my bright life to misery.“Annual Reunion Gala of the School of Elites.”"They remembered charity? I am impressed!"I said mouth filled with past poison.Few months after Reeva's father scandal this 'School of Elites's' many Elites followed the same path as Mr. Saran.I turned it over, lingering over the letters, imagining the people