“Where’s Tobias?” As soon as Scarlett entered the room, hardly balancing a tray decorated with an assortment of delectable food, I couldn't help but feel my curiosity surface. The air was instantly flooded with a gentle yet captivating scent of warm and comforting porridge, skillfully intermingling with the soft breeze. It was as if the aroma had a life of its own, playfully captivating my senses, finding its way into my nostrils and enticing me with its enticing allure. Yet, despite being hungry, I couldn't bring myself to eat.

As our eyes met, I couldn't help but notice the genuine concern that flickered within Scarlett's mesmerizing hazel orbs. They seemed...