Or Maybe Just Desperately Wanting Not to Know

Chapter 125

Hallway in the Faculty of Magic building.

Seria walked toward Iris's private laboratory with familiar steps, muting the sound of her heels.

A faint crease sat between her brows.

'Why in the world isn't she coming?'

She had clearly said that as soon as her special tutoring session with Cassian ended, she'd come straight to the assistant office to discuss the follow-up research data she hadn't finished yesterday.

Who was Iris von Evergarden, anyway?

When it came to magic and research schedules, wasn't she the very picture of a bloodless human calendar, dividing her time by the minute?

And yet she still hadn't shown her face even though the appointment was twenty minutes past due.

'How did it end up like this, honestly.'...