It was Jaun! Her voice was a blend of astonishment and perplexity at finding him standing right there, framed against the dim light from the corridor.
Standing before her was the most handsome guy in the book who occasionally wears eyeglasses, if someone would describe him. Well, who else does wear a pair of glasses among the men, anyway?
Huh? Of course, Headmaster Zelbus was an exception!
Anyhow, Jaun's expression held a seriousness that sent a shiver down her spine, a stark contrast to the warmth of his presence. In his hand, he clutched a rolled piece of parchment—the very evidence they had gathered during that harrowing night, a blueprint that had the potential to turn their lives upside down.
"Raena," he replied, his voice low and tinged with urgency. "We need to talk."
Stepping aside to grant him entry, Raena closed the door behind him, her heart racing anew, this time fueled by a mix of anxiety and anticipation.
