ANMELA'S POV

"Laurent hasn't chatted with me since last night." I stepped back and forth in front of Ardent and Alem while biting my nail. They were sitting on the sofa. We were in my apartment.

"Relax. He'll text you once he comes back. We didn't see him at school. For sure, he's just busy." Ardent said, he grabbed a glass of water and drank it.

"No worries, my dear Anmela. Laurent will find a way to contact you soon." Alem was beside Ardent, typing something on her phone.

"What if he breaks up with me? I can't take that. Can you accompany me to their mansion? Maybe he is...