Mireya’s POV “Let me pass,” I told him. Azrael remains standing at the door. He was staring at me like he was mad at something…or at me. “I have to go, Azrael,” I said, my voice much firmer this time. He was quiet. I was about to speak again when he drew a deep breath and widened the opening of the door, giving me enough space to pass through. All of a sudden my feet feel heavy. I wanted to leave a few seconds ago the moment I saw him but now that he was letting me leave my feet felt glued to the floor. Even though my body wanted to stay, I forced myself to step out of the room. He didn’t give me a chance to step back in; he immediately closed the door leaving me standing outside. I wonder why he went here. Is he sick? Even though I am curious, I still choose to leave and head straight to the dining hall. Caius was already there and thankfully Blaire wasn’t around. I want to eat a proper meal and I know I can’t do that if she were sitting across from me. “What ha
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