I dragged my tired feet toward my bedroom, barely aware of my surroundings. To my surprise, Rafayel was already there, lounging casually in the room. He looked up as soon as I entered.  

"Hey, how was your first day?" he asked, tossing the magazine he’d been reading onto the table.  

"Exhausting, but what else could I expect? It’s the first day—it was bound to be boring as hell," I replied with a shrug, slipping off the stilettos I had been wearing all day.  

I barely had the energy to even take them off properly. Frustrated, I let out an annoyed sigh before collapsing onto the bed, too drained to care...