Sylvia's POV:

I thought that I could train with Flora, but then Warren showed up out of the blue.

Harry and I scooched over to make room for him to sit.

"Sit here, buddy. You're finally here! Please do help your weak wife," Harry teased.

I didn't know if it was because of the heat or because of Harry's words, but Flora's face turned even redder than Harry's hair.

"What wife?" Flora retorted in a low voice.

But it was time for us to practice on our own. Flora's words were soon drowned in the noise around her.

Warren glanced at her and repeated himself firmly. "I can train you."

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Flora's face. Blushing, she whispered shyly, "Thanks. I'm sorry to trouble you."

other? Were young couples

all." Warren stood up and held out his

still in a

up. There

period

butt was glued to the chair. "Okay

I nearly shoved

Warren, I was left

act rashly. I wanted to wait until Rufus came a little closer. Unexpectedly, Harry rushed up to meet him halfway, rambling about how he wanted

student's reasonable request. He had no choice but to be dragged away

was left behind, alone with the

Harry. He strode straight to me, grabbed my wrist, and started

daze, with

more question! Do I really have

was a little surprised to hear Harry's words. Grabbing Rufus' hand, I asked

unfriendly tone, "Naturally. Colorful hair is not allowed in

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