The Coma Prince’s Fiancée novel Chapter 149

Rebecca was heading back to Vantage Point University when she passed by Apex Academy. As she walked past, she noticed that the lights were still on in Class F’s private study room.

Inside, the place was completely quiet. Gavin moved around, sweating, like a nervous thief trying to pull off a heist. He checked every nook and cranny, searching for the thing he was after. Even though this wasn’t his first time sneaking around like this, tonight he was on edge. Every few seconds, he looked up and swept his eyes over the empty room.

He glanced at the security camera on the wall and felt a wave of relief when he saw the light hadn’t turned red. It meant no one was watching… at least for now.

His hand finally landed on a notebook with a hard, leather cover.

Did he really just find it?

Suddenly, his anxious expression softened. He pulled out the notebook, and sure enough, it was filled cover to cover with music notation.

He barely had any time, but there was no way he’d drop his guard now. Instead, he quickly skimmed through the sheet music until he was sure this was what he’d come for. Without wasting another second, he grabbed his own notebook and started copying down the song, jotting down every single note.

When he finished, he set everything carefully back in its place. He fixed up the mess he’d made, putting things right where he’d found them. Finally, after a deep breath, he stepped back from the table. A grin spread across his face as he slipped out of the classroom, his mood riding high on the thrill of getting away with it.

On his way down the hallway, he moved fast, earbuds in, nodding to his own rhythm, humming along to his playlist. He was so caught up in the moment that he didn’t see the slim figure watching from the shadows, nearly invisible where the moonlight couldn’t reach.

Rebecca’s hand tightened on the railing. She could stop him—if she chose to.

Then, out of nowhere, she sensed someone behind her. The air changed, sharp and unfamiliar.

“Who’s there?”

She spun and, without a second thought, twisted the stranger’s arm. With a practiced move, she held them tight and pulled them out into the faint moonlight.

“Rebecca, wait—it’s me, Garnett!” he gasped, his voice tight with pain. His right shoulder throbbed under her grip.

Hearing his voice, Rebecca let him go. “You…”

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