Sylvia's POV:

In the morning, I dragged Flora and Harry to the training ground.

Flora never got enough sleep, and Harry was still groggy. Both of them tilted their heads and were about to doze off while standing there.

After Jerome arrived, Flora perked up a bit. Harry, on the other hand, remained listless the entire time. He had huge bags under his eyes. Those who didn't know better would probably assume that he had done something bad last night.

After the morning training, Flora, Harry, and I were on our way to have lunch in the canteen as usual.

Flora walked beside me and scanned Harry thoroughly. "What's wrong with you today? You've been lethargic the entire morning. Jerome was furious when he saw you like this."

Harry narrowed his eyes, dragged his tired feet, and said in a weak voice, "I didn't sleep well last night."

"Why do you have a scratch on your neck?" Flora grabbed his collar and asked, noticing the small slightly bloody cut on his neck.

I also regarded him with confusion. It looked like he had got scratched by some sharp object.

Harry looked uneasy and explained, "I cut myself while shaving this morning. The razor blade was just too sharp." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

he had bought the latest shaver in the market just a few days ago. The brand was represented by his

suddenly using the razor

my mouth to question him some more, John approached us from the other

awkward smile. "I'd almost forgotten. I'm

at Flora and me. "I have an appointment. I'm

left

Flora watched Harry and John in

I shook my head.

Maybe this is

with Leonard as usual. I was more nervous

the way, I pondered about what

training

the door as soon as I entered, but I didn't spot

warily, continuously guessing how he

behind the door. I carefully swept my eyes over the room, but didn't see

hiding

were a few wild flowers and

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