SAMIEN'S POV

The cool morning breeze blew against my skin as I rushed forward.

Mark stood meters away, his eyes wandering. Something about him felt different, odd.

I called after him and watched his head turn towards me. His face seemed to brighten up in a rather strange manner, or so I thought.

“Good morning,” he buzzed, managing a smile.

“Yess… it's just I don't think there's anything good about the morning.” I let out a sigh, shoulders stooping low..

“You shouldn't be pessimistic. I'm sure the committee would dismiss the case as they won't have evidence to use.”

He was right. The rumour was baseless and if there was...