Ruelle looked at Ezekiel whose concern had cost her nights of pain. Even now when the fabric of her clothes brushed against her back, she remembered the pain. She was about to turn away when he caught sight of her and questioned,
"Ruelle, where have you been all these days? All of us have been so worried about you," Ezekiel's brows drew together.
"I am doing fine," Ruelle murmured before asking, "Where is she…?"
"Caroline?" He let out a tired sigh as though the name itself weighed on him. "She took what happened in class badly. I don't even know what brought upon such behaviour. I tried to calm her down. I told her she shouldn't have behaved that way in front of everyone."
He then continued, "I think the pressure of the contract… it's getting to her. It hasn't been easy," he gave a helpless smile.
The argument from earlier with Caroline still rang in his ears—
