"Silas Summers."
Logan Foster spoke the syllables with resounding force.
He followed it up with an impassioned, lengthy rant, but Alaina Rossi was already frozen, unable to process another word.
Outside the window, Silas happened to be stepping out of the building, turning slightly to get into his car.
The next second, he suddenly paused, his sharp gaze sweeping upward.
Alaina's heart skipped a beat. She instinctively ducked out of sight, her pulse racing wildly.
Her phone chimed with a reminder for tomorrow's schedule: Alumni Day.
She busied herself in the office for a while longer, making one final check of her team's roster before handing it over to Michelle Davis.
The following day, she arrived alone at her alma mater, Devonshire International Academy.
Everyone knew that the students who attended Devonshire were either from incredibly wealthy or highly influential families.
Alaina had been granted a full scholarship as a special admit after winning a youth science and technology award.
Standing at the school gates, she saw banners reading, "Celebrating Our Centennial, Reliving the Golden Years."
Students in tailored blazer uniforms were everywhere, enthusiastically holding up welcome signs to greet returning alumni.
Bathed in the warm, gentle sunlight of early winter, the centennial celebration felt bustling yet intimate.
Adult alumni gathered in small groups, hugging and catching up.
The sounds of laughter, warm greetings, and nostalgic sighs intertwined, creating a perfect, idyllic atmosphere of nostalgia.
She discreetly scanned the QR code to enter, hoping to avoid drawing any attention.
Her sole purpose for this trip was to find one specific person—Jasper Brooks.
She bypassed the crowds, heading toward the places where she might casually bump into him.
Strolling along a path lined with ginkgo trees toward the old academic building, she enjoyed the quiet.

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