"Thank you," Ayana lowered her head a little to thank Christy.
Ayana didn't have the time to hesitate since Luca held her hand closely and pulled her inside the room.
The room was dark since the space around the door was covered with long dark fabrics. The long black fabrics were hung from the ceiling to the floor. No one seemed to be inside the room. Ayana eyed Luca from the corner of her eyes. Seeing Luca's relaxed manner, Ayana breathed a sigh of relief.
The door closed by itself the moment both of them were inside.
"It's been a long time since the last time you came," a voice that belonged to a girl welcomed them.
Ayana frowned in confusion. The voice surely belonged to someone younger than her, but the tone was surely not. The tone and the way she talked sounded so wise.
