Country: Aurivelle
City: Cressford
Alvara
The first thing I noticed when I glanced at the clock was that I was already late.
Not a little late.
Very late.
“Great,” I muttered under my breath.
I pulled open my wardrobe and grabbed the first outfit that felt presentable enough for a rushed morning…a beige knit top and my black baggy trousers. Comfortable but neat. I shoved my feet into my white sneakers, then reached for my mini crossbody bag hanging on the chair beside my desk.
My reflection in the mirror looked as rushed as I felt.
I quickly twisted my hair into a loose braid over my shoulder and clipped in my small hoop earrings.
I had just slung the bag across my body when my phone started ringing on the bed.
Isabella.
Of course.
I answered while still hopping on one foo
