Amara POV
After our talk, we all walked back inside, the day's events weighing heavily on our minds. I headed straight to my room, eager for a shower to relieve stress. I took fresh clothes from the drawer when I heard a knock on my door.
I walked over and opened the door to find Noah with a guilty expression. "Hey, Noah, come in," I said, stepping aside and gesturing for him to enter. Once inside, I closed the door and turned to see Noah standing almost frozen.
"I—I am so sorry about the spell," Noah finally said, his voice soft and barely audible. Tears welled up in his eyes, and my heart ached for him.
I walked over to his side and gently touched his shoulders. "Noah, it wasn't your fault; it was a mistake," I said, trying to console him. "I know you would never hurt me."
"But if
