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Well, Emma, you’ve asked a very sensible question. And this… is what we call real question he said with a smirk …

thomas scuff laughing at the behavior of his boss this was obviously subtle shade at Jessica, which didn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the class.

and the little smirk that appeared on his boss lips earlier did not go unnoticed by Thomas , was is boss finally free ? Is he ready to embrace new things? He thought have hoping he is right

“School alone isn’t enough.” Alex continued

“ What you do beyond school, without being graded, is what actually defines you. Explore the world, Emma Stanford. The world is a big space. Everyone is equal and can navigate their own space and you are not excluded, That’s why we have SoundWave.”

He paused. “Of course, I won’t hesitate to introduce SoundWave to everyone here. If you have talent can you sing? Can you dance? Are you a good songwriter?

Whatever it is you have in you, bring it out. Speak up. People will only know what you have within you when you speak up.”

Now he was directing it to the whole class, not just Emma Stanford.

“Embrace your talent. Your degree shouldn’t stop you from embracing your talent. That’s why the school made time and gave you space to embrace your creativity. Creativity is what defines you,

He smiled faintly. “I hope I’ve answered your question, Emma.”

their eyes locked……The room went quiet again, but it wasn’t the same kind of silence as before. This one had weight. Rebecca jaw was tight,

her fingers gripping the edge of her desk. The shade hadn’t been loud, but it had landed clean. Everyone had heard it. And Alex? The way he stared at Emma so gentle, so calm it triggered the beast in her.

Emma didn’t know where to look. Her cheeks were burning, not just from embarrassment, but from something else relief, maybe. For the first time since she walked into this hall, she didn’t feel small. Not completely off ,

she felt pretty and important I mean a question was directed at her she blushed at the thought..

Alex’s eyes lingered on her for a second longer than necessary. Then he moved on, scanning the rest of the class.

“Any other questions? Or should I assume you all understand ?”

A few nervous chuckles rippled through the room.

Romeo leaned over to Emma, whispering low enough that only she could hear.

“You actually said something. I didn’t think you had it in you.you see that is to tell you that you are just like every other student ”

Emma shot him a glare.

“I didn’t need your approval, Romeo.”

He grinned. “Didn’t say you did. Just saying.” Romeo said with a smirk

From the corner of her eye, Emma caught Rebecca staring at her. The earlier smirk was gone, replaced with something sharper. Something calculating. Emma swallowed hard and turned her attention back to Alex.

“Well, since we’ve all heard what I came here to say,” Alex said, his voice steady, slicing through the lingering silence in the hall.

“Your head of school sent a message. I have—”

He never got to finish.

Thomas moved fast, cutting through the row of students with quiet urgency written in his eyes He bent low, his mouth near Alex’s ear, voice barely above a breath.

“There’s a message for you. From the old house.”

The old house.

was enough to hit Alex like a cold wind. His posture changed before anyone could blink. The warmth that had softened his expression while he spoke to Emma drained away, replaced by something hard, something cold.