Ethan
Whistling with both of my hands in my pocket, I walked on a slow pace through the hallways. My mood lightened up a bit, knowing that Mr. Hubert trusts me with taking care of Aoife.
I surely hope nothing will ruin my partly good mood.
Smoothly did I open my room door when a voice startled me.
"What took you so long?" It's Bellona, sitting with crossed legs on my bed. I wonder what she needs from me?
"I suppose you need something from me that's why you're here," I confidently said.
"I have no time for jokes, Ethan. Get inside and lock that damn door." Her words suddenly replaced the silly feeling I have a while ago with nervousness.
Although clueless of what she wants, I followed what she wanted me to do. "Is there a problem?" I asked in a serious tone, almost getting worr
