Chapter 9: Potion of Truth

(Zavier's Point of View)

~Flashback~

I can feel my heart pounding against my chest as I watch her approach. It's been months since we last saw each other, and I can't help but feel nervous about what she might say. Will she be angry with me? Will she even want to talk to me?

As she gets closer, I can see the hesitation in her eyes. She's unsure about this, just like I am. But before either of us can say anything, a group of rowdy teenagers comes barreling down the sidewalk, forcing us to step aside. The moment is lost, and I can feel my disappointment rising.

But then she surprises me by grabbing my hand and pulling me down a side street. "Let's get out of here," she says, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

I follow her lead, my heart lightening with every step we take away from the chaos of the main street. We don't speak as we walk, but the silence between us is comfortable, like we're old friends who have been reunited after years apa