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Chapter 222 — Stubborn Dristan’s Return
~Valerie’s POV~
"Tsk... where did I put that thing?" I muttered, already rising from my seat.
My feet carried me to the small basket near my bedside table where I thought I’d tossed it a few days ago, but as soon as I got there, I stopped cold.
"No," I whispered, crouching. "I’m sure I picked it up..."
My brows furrowed as my mind backtracked through the fog of days. Yes—I remembered picking it up the day after I rearranged my room.
I had almost worn it again, but the instant it touched my fingers, memories of them flooded back, Dristan, Kai, Axel and Xade. The day they’d rescued me.
A bittersweet memory I wasn’t ready to relive. So I put it away.
I rushed to my study desk and yanked open the second drawer.
But inside was no necklace save for a folded piece of paper.
My heart gave a strange lurch.
I barely processed the note at first. My eyes kept scanning the inside of the drawer, hoping I’d somehow missed it.
That it had slipped to a corner, under a book, maybe fallen through a crack. But everything else was in place.
My necklace was gone.
Vanished.
The realization was like a punch to the chest.
My hands shook as I grabbed the piece of paper, unfolded it, and read the scrawled words.
"Now it has a better owner."
A chill swept down my spine.
"What?"
I read the note again and again as if staring harder would change the message. But the words didn’t vanish. The mocking tone clung to the air like smoke.
’Maybe it’s a prank,’ I told myself, hoping for something else that does not indicate stolen.
My stomach churned as dread settled over me. I searched the entire room, tearing through clothes, tossing aside books and bedding. I even lifted the damn mattress. Nothing.
At some point, exhaustion overpowered frustration, and I sank to the floor, chest heaving. I stared at the empty drawer like it held all the answers. But it didn’t. Just that one cruel message.
Eventually, my limbs grew too heavy to keep moving. My body crashed on the bed, fully clothed. I didn’t know when I drifted off, only that darkness claimed me for a while.
Then... knock knock.
My eyes shot open at once.
I blinked groggily at the ceiling. My mind was still foggy from sleep, and my heart still sore.
Another knock came, only this time louder now.
I frowned, glancing around. The dorm room was quiet, still empty. My roommates had all gone for the break.
They’d politely excused themselves one by one after my "emotional shifts," leaving me blessedly alone or cursedly so.
Groaning, I pushed off the bed and padded to the door. I checked the time on the wall clock.
2:07 a.m.
My brows raised. Who the hell...
I opened the door... and froze.
His brows pinched in confusion. I could almost see the ’Wait, what?’ in his eyes, but he didn’t interrupt me.
"Forged documents. Lied... I know all that," Dristan said quietly. "But I should’ve—"
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