Chapter 111 Just in time

/-Professor Bryson-/

I stared at the phone in my hand, brows gradually knitting.

Something was off.

Mireya’s response to my text was simply…too formal and short.

“I’m tired, going to rest early. Good night.”

No emoji, no teasing remark, and not the usual ‘I miss you’ that she always managed to ...

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