11. My Anxiety Grew

Isla’s pov

I sat quietly in the car. My gaze was fixed on the passing scenery outside. Dario was focused on the road; he seemed to steal glances at me occasionally, yet he failed to pay attention to me or say any words.

I hated this.

As we approached the grand entrance of the Empire Academy, my anxiety grew. I wondered what I was going to experience.

As Dario parked the car, I exited the vehicle. I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. The academy's imposing structure loomed ahead. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the adventure ahead.

Dario walked in front of me and headed towards the academy's entrance. I followed him in silence. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions.

The click-clack of our footsteps echoed in the corridor as we made our way through the imposing halls.

The academy's interior was a blend of modernity and tradition. I observed the architectural details, the portraits of esteemed graduates lining the walls, and the buzz of students preparing for the acad