**Thalia's POV**
Zev and I were walking down the corridor, and my heart was racing. I didn’t understand why he wanted to talk to me, especially after what he did last week. The memory of it still stung, and the last thing I wanted was to be alone with him.
“Where are we going?” I finally asked, gathering enough courage to speak up.
“Somewhere,” Zev replied, his voice flat.
Somewhere? That didn’t answer my question at all. Frustration bubbled inside me, but I knew I had to keep calm. The last thing I needed was to get into trouble or draw any unwanted attention.
After a few more steps, Zev suddenly stopped in front of a door.
“We're here,” he said, breaking the silence.
I glanced around him, focusing on the door. “What?” I asked, confusion lacing my voice.
“Come with me,” Zev said,
