CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Crystal woke up to patting on her shoulder. She grumbled and continued to sleep but the tapping increased. She opened her sleepy eyes and glared at Cyrus who was sitting on the bed, dressed. She furrowed her eyebrows and took in how seriously dressed he was. He was in a white dress shirt and pants. It looked far from anything someone would dress to a festival.

"We need to go back," he said and she sat up.

"What?" She was confused. "Go back where?"

Cyrus pursed his lips and ran his fingers through his hair. He exhaled hard and stared at her with an unreadable expression.

"The thing is... My team has an important meeting today and we need to start heading back now that it's still five in the morning. So, we can get home before ten," he replied and went to the corner of the room where their luggage was. "I already packed your stuff... So, let's go."

Crystal eyed him attentively as she tried to understand the situation. She frowned when he gave her a pointed look then she rolled her eyes