As Ethan left Vil's office, his mind buzzed with conflicting thoughts. He couldn't afford to let Vil or anyone else see through his facade of contemplation.The offer on the table was enticing—access to the cure for his father's illness immediately. Yet, he assumed that accepting Vil's contract could mean binding himself to the Evernight family, a move that could jeopardize his independence and control over his own destiny. He don't want that kind of shit.Lost in his thoughts, Ethan nearly collided with Irene as he turned a corner in the Academy's corridors. She caught his arm just in time, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity."What did my sister want with you?" Irene asked, her voice low and urgent.Ethan hesitated for a moment, gauging Irene's reaction."She offered me a contract," Ethan finally replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty.