Arora’s pen taps on her desk while she ponders her plan when Dremon walks into her office.
Oh, boy… She rolls her eyes.
“Sorry! I didn’t realize what time it is.” She starts to get up from her desk when he comes around to the back of the desk, making her sit down again.
“It’s only six a.m. What time did you get up? Breakfast isn’t for another hour.” Only then does she notice the concern in his eyes.
“Oh… Uhm, I didn’t really look. It was still a bit dark outside and I couldn’t sleep.” She slides out from behind her desk on the other side, essentially putting her chair between them.
“Arora, is something wrong?”
Crossing her arms, she blankly stares at the painting on the wall before turning around to look at Dremon, who is still in the same spot, leaning against her desk.
“I feel hor
