Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2618

Once inside, Grace set down her art supplies and poured them both a glass of water. “Did you sleep well last night?”

“Perfectly.”

“The air here is so fresh. Staying a few more days will do you good.”

“I agree,” Sylvia said. “When is your class? I’d like to listen in.”

Grace glanced at her watch. “It starts in ten minutes. We can head over now.”

“Okay.”

They walked to the library together. Once inside, Grace went to a side room to get her teaching materials, while Sylvia went ahead to the classroom.

Just as she reached the door, Jonas ran up to her, holding a bowl of fresh strawberries. “One of the students’ parents brought these this morning. I washed them for you.”

Sylvia accepted the bowl. “Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Jonas said with a warm smile. “Are you here to observe the Professor’s class? You should go on in, it’s about to start.”

“Okay,” Sylvia nodded. “See you in a bit.”

She entered the classroom, where all the students were already seated. They looked at her with surprise.

A little girl in a red dress asked, “Are you a teacher too?”

Sylvia smiled. “No, I’m a student, just like you.”

A wave of surprised whispers filled the room.

“Shh,” Sylvia said, placing a finger to her lips. “Everyone quiet down. Professor Quintin is coming. After class, whoever behaves the best will get some of my strawberries. How does that sound?”

The children’s innocent faces broke into bright smiles.

Sylvia made her way to the back of the room and sat down at an empty desk, taking out the sketchbook and pencils she had brought. Grace specialized in traditional and oil painting, but due to the limited resources, she was currently teaching the students sketching.

Though it was basic, Sylvia listened intently, taking notes along with the other students. It was her first time ever sitting in a classroom and listening to a teacher, and she found the experience new and fascinating.

Leaning against the back wall, Gabriel was also sketching in a notebook, looking surprisingly focused.

After the class ended, many of the students crowded around Grace, asking her questions.

Sylvia leaned back slightly and whispered to Gabriel, “Let me see what you drew.”

Gabriel quickly closed his notebook. “It’s nothing,” he said dismissively.

“What kind of nothing?” Sylvia asked, her curiosity piqued.

“It’s not finished. I’ll show you when it is,” he said, getting up with his notebook in hand. “Ready to go to the mountain?”

“If you don’t show me, I’m not going. I’ll just stay here and listen to the next class,” Sylvia replied, lifting her chin defiantly.