Lilia didn't know whether to laugh or smile. Canceled? Wait—he had actually canceled it? What had made him change his mind? A faint smile tugged at her lips, one so rare that Zethan couldn't help but notice. He turned to look at her, his sharp gaze focused, as though dissecting every inch of her reaction.
Lilia finaly let out a soft, disbelieving chuckle, careful to mask the bubbling excitement that threatened to surface. So, luck is finally on my side, she thought. She composed herself before turning to him, her voice measured and calm despite the elation she felt building inside.
"I see. When will I be leaving then?" she asked, her tone deliberately steady, as though this was nothing more than a casual matter.
Act nonchalant, act nonchalant, she repeated silently, forcing herself to meet his piercing gaze.
