(Fabian’s POV)
"WHAT???" I was utterly shocked to hear what has been going on at the campus during my absence.
Prof. Johnson had called out of the blue. My first thought was that he wanted to know about my grandfather’s condition. After all, he, as well as Oswald Mitchell, was under the impression that I was off campus and attending to so business given to by the Chairperson, "Jacob Larson" himself. Then, the crash incident happened, so he must be calling for that.
I picked up the call at once, "Hello, Prof. Johnson."
Just as I thought, Zachary spoke, "Hello, Prof. Stephens. How are things at your end? How is Chairman Larson doing now?"
"He is~ ...." I sighed, pinching my nose bridge, "He is getting treated. For now, his condition is under control." I repeated what Healer Hector’s assistant had told .
"Good~ ... that’s good," he uttered, sounding relieved. "Ummmm~ .... Prof. Stephens~ .... did you~ .... did you, by chance, check the campus forum, in the past couple of days?"
I was confused by his random question. My brows ca together as I answered, "No~ ... I did not. I have been quite busy here. Did sothing happen?"
"So~ .... Ms. Miracle didn’t tell you either~ ...." he said in a muffled tone, but I still heard it.
"What about My~ .... Ms. Miracle?" This made all the more perplexed. I logged in at once and checked the forum page. It was under temporary maintenance.
"Prof. Stephens~ .... Prof. Stephens~ .... are you there?" Zachary’s voice echoed.
"Yes, I am. What were you saying about?" I inquired.
There was a brief period of silence. Then a sound of Zachary taking a deep sigh reverberated as he started, "Apparently~ ...." He gave a detailed rundown on what had happened.
The more I listened to it, the more it made my blood boil. Saying that I was shocked would be an understatent. I was flabbergasted, aghast to know what Myra has been going through because of that piece of shit, Nigel Long. He had been rude to Myra from the very start. ’I should have removed him the first ti he made a snarky comnt on her. If only Myra hadn’t stopped then.’ She wanted no fuss and drama. So, I respected her words. But it was a mistake on my part. I should have plucked him out way earlier.
Last night, she didn’t say anything about the post or those muddy comnts Zachary had ntioned. Thinking about it made my heart ache.
Just when I think that she is opening up to and the wall around her is lting, she, once again, starts fixing that damned wall.
"I thought~ .... you were the one who tipped off and sent those evidences. I guess I was wrong. But thanks to that person, Ms. Miracle’s na was cleared off instantly," Zachary sounded unburdened.
"Prof. Johnson, umm~ .... I am getting a call," I said.
"Ohh~ .... Sure. Go ahead," and with that, his call ended.
I was about to call Myra when a knock on my door interrupted .
"Who is it?" I asked.
"Ummm~ .... Mr. Stephens~ ...." a soft, subtle voice ca from the other side. I knew exactly who it was. ’Why is she here, at this hour?’ I thought while rubbing my temples.
I marched towards the door and opened it to see Nora Everests standing there. "Yes, Ms. Everests. What may I help you with?"
"Uhh~ .... I ca to ask you, how are you feeling now? You didn’t even join us for dinner," she questioned.
"I don’t have much appetite. But I am feeling better than before. Thank you for asking." I answered.
"You should, at least, have so soup," she said.
I didn’t comnt on anything on that, "You should return to your room, Ms. Everests and retire for the day. Well then~ ...." I was about to close the door on her when she uttered, "Uhh~ .... Mr. Stephens~ .... umm~ .... can I call you Fabian, instead?" She sounded awkward.
Her request ca as odd, but, whatever, "Do as you please," I replied. Though I am not very fond of werewolves, she seed to be a good person. At least, a lot better than her brothers. I think I understand~ .... why she and Myra maintained their friendship for such a long ti.
"Okay, Fabian. Good night, take care. If you feel uncomfortable, do let know," she said.
I nodded and shut the door. I can tell she is kind, but Nora Everests has been behaving oddly, concerned about . It makes feel~ .... how should I put it~ .... it is unsettling for . We barely know each other, so why is she acting like that?
Anyway, I resud what I was doing and tapped on Myra’s contact, but once again, the knock made halt.
"Ms. Everests, what is it now?" I asked, trying to be as polite as possible.
"Ahhh~ .... uhhh~ ...." She was hesitating. "There is sothing~ .... sothing I have aning to ask you. The person~ ...." She started.
"Ora~ ... what are you doing here?" Alaric’s voice cut in.
"Brother Al~ .... I just~ ... I was just asking about his health. Okay~ .... now, I will be taking my leave," she mumbled and went away. ’What was she going to say just now? The person~ .... what person?’
I felt Alaric’s gaze on and asked, "Is there sothing you want to say?"
He gave a weird enough smirk and walked away, casually.
*Sigh*, these siblings are giving a headache. Roaming around my room. It feels like they are spying on or sothing. I’d better be careful. In the end, instead of calling, I decided to leave a ssage. After all, this mansion has too many ears now, I can’t take any risk.
"Myra, I heard what happened? Why didn’t you tell ? Are we not friends? Do you not trust at all?" I typed, then deleted. It sounded way too aggressive.
"Myra~ ... you should have told about the campus forum thing. You know how shocked and hurt I am to know this," I entered, but backspaced it as well. Too emotional, too clingy.
After chopping and changing several tis, I finally sent, "Myra~ .... Prof. Johnson told about what happened on campus today. Are you alright?"
Around half an hour, her reply ca, "I am fine." The plain words stung a bit. But I still ssaged her instantly, "Can we et?"
I waited and waited, but no reply ca.
To Be Continued . . . . . . .
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