Chapter 146
Lylah’s POV
I had never truly met Jax and Vala Stillward. Not once. Let alone any of their relatives.
So if what Cora said was true–not just another lie meant to provoke me–then I would be glad to meet them.
Cora fell silent.
For a moment, she simply stared at me.
Then something flickered across her face–something sharp, almost like realization.
“Just tell them to meet me,” I said calmly. “Give them my contact.”
Her eyes snapped toward me, fury blazing inside them.
“Why?” she demanded. “So you can play the saint while painting me as the villain to them too?”
I frowned.
Wasn’t she the one complaining about them just moments ago? Sometimes I truly wondered how her mind worked.
“Forget it!” Cora suddenly snapped.
Her heel struck the floor with an angry stomp that looked almost childish.
“You’re not meeting them!”
And with that, she spun on her heel and stormed away.
I watched her go, confusion knitting my brows.
“My slap yesterday must have knocked the last bit of sense out of her head,” I muttered under my breath.
Shaking my head, I gathered my flowers and gifts and continued on my way.
I had barely crossed the academy lawn when a cheerful voice rang out.
“Lylah!”
I looked up just in time to see Gwyn hurrying toward me.
“Congratulations!” she exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. “I’m so happy the professors in the Healing Department finally recognized your incredible talent!”
“Gwyn…” I hesitated.
We had only met once, when I treated Yorik. We barely knew each other, yet she greeted me with such genuine warmth that it warmed something deep in my chest.
“Did you see what happened earlier?” I asked.
“Of course I did!” she said immediately. “And I couldn’t be happier for you.”
Before I could react, she suddenly dropped into a deep bow.
“Gwyn!” I startled. “What are you doing?”
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