The Contract Agreement

Where was the nearest mountain? I needed to teleport there right now so I could scream into the air and let out this unbearable frustration.

"Tell them to turn back, and please remove my son's face from that truck while you are at it." My voice was dry, empty.

I had lost the zeal to scream.

Ferrara nodded complacently and shot orders to the man who rushed off immediately, leaving us alone.

We sat in silence for a while before he broke it,

"My apologies, Katya."

I turned to him, meeting green eyes which truly appeared contrite, and I stared, unaware of what to say.

Was he also apologetic about the last time we met, or just for this embarrassment?

I didn't get an answer to it, as soft footsteps interrupted us. We broke contact and turned to Christopher who was now walking towards us with his teacher.

She was a young woman in her early twenties, perhaps a little older than I was, or my age mate. But she was more cheerful, and gave off a good aura.

"We understand that you are excited