{Elira}
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I bit back a smile. If it had been anyone else but Lennon, that desk would have been cleared faster than the wind.
I've come to understand that Zenon loved his brothers and could tolerate a lot from them. But somewhere deep in my silly mind, I, for a moment, wondered how would he would react if I was the one.
I bet his glares would have shut me dead by now.
Still holding the yearbook Rennon had handed me moments earlier, I turned toward him. "What happens now with the missing yearbook from the Archive?"
Rennon's expression was calm, but his reply held a flicker of steel. "I will still find it. I'm not letting it go."
Before I could ask another question, my phone chimed — a sharp note that pulled me back into the moment.
I checked the screen. It was a private message from Tamryn.
[Don't be late. I already cleared my study table.]
My heart skipped. I immediately checked the time — and winced. I had only thirty minutes left before my math lesson.
