As I made my way back to the ward, a sense of relief washed over me—my troubles had been resolved, and I wouldn't be expelled, all thanks to Mr. Roman stepping in to pay the damages. I turned sharply on the ground and found my brother Axel loitering by the doorway. He was staring down the corridor with a fierce intensity, his gaze pierced through the air like daggers. It was clear he had been watching, his protective instincts on high alert.
Earlier, when Mom wanted to express her gratitude to Mr. Roman personally, I insisted on accompanying her. After all, he had done this for me, and surprisingly, I had gleaned some useful insights from the situation. Now, however, I knew I needed to maintain distance from him; if my mere presence aggravated him, I would do everything in my power to stay out of his sight.
