ROWAN’S POVThe academy courtyard was already buzzing with students rushing to their morning classes, but I ignored the noise as I walked down the quiet hallway that led to the old music room.My phone buzzed once in my hand and I checked to see that it was Silva responding to the text I sent her this morning.*On my way* I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Dust floated lazily in the air as sunlight slipped through the tall windows.I leaned against the old piano and waited, my legs tapping on the ground impatiently.A few minutes later, the door creaked open and Silva stepped inside, shutting it behind her.Her eyes immediately narrowed. “You sounded serious in your text,” she said, folding her arms. “What’s going on?”I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I watched her carefully, studying every tiny twitch in her expression.Then I asked calmly, “Are you still in contact with your old boyfriend?”Her reaction was instant. A flicker of surprise but she quickly masked it.“No,
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