Meanwhile, in the corridor, Luke stepped in front of Arda, blocking her path.
"Come on, I waited for you for three years," he said, voice thick with frustration. "Surely, I deserve answers or at least ...one more try."
Arda’s expression hardened. "What do you want from me, Luke? It’s over."
"I know. But I think it's fair if all I want to see right now is if you’re really a witch."
Her eyes flashed with disbelief. "Step aside, Luke. I have nothing to say to you anymore. My boyfriend is waiting for me. And I’m sure your girlfriend is waiting for you."
His jaw clenched. "Who do you think you are, huh?" His voice rose, frustration giving way to something uglier. "I waited three years for you, and yeah, I might’ve made a mistake, but now you’re just parading around with that guy. What is i
