Evaline:
I nodded slowly as I finished reading the last page of the project draft Charles had prepared.
The paper rustled softly as I lowered it onto the table between us. And for a moment, I didn't say anything. Not because there was something wrong with it. But because I was genuinely impressed.
When I finally looked up, Charles was staring at me with wide, anxious eyes.
He was sitting across from me in one of the quiet corners of study hall, with his back straight and hands clasped tightly together on his lap. His entire posture screamed nervous anticipation.
He had clearly been watching my face the entire time I was reading, waiting while trying to guess my reaction.
I couldn't help the small smile that tugged at my lips.
"Well," I said slowly, and noticed the way his shoulders stiffened. "This is… really good."
His eyes widened. "Really?" he asked immediately.
I nodded again, sliding the papers back toward him. "You have improved a lot."
