The subterranean shooting range remained completely still around them.
Veyra lowered her hands, the heavy weight of the Night Blade resting near her hip. Her fingers were still trembling, and her breathing sounded shallow and uneven in the cold space.
Leon stood a few feet to her left, his arms loosely crossed over his broad chest. His expression was calm, but his dark eyes were sharp and observant.
"Mrs. Thorne," he spoke up, his voice echoing off the concrete walls. "Your request regarding the Night Blade pistol. Is this sudden decision tied directly to what happened late last night?"
Veyra kept her lips sealed, staring down at the rubber mat on the floor.
"The nightmare," Leon pressed on, keeping his tone measured. "Were you in some kind of immediate danger? Is there an active threat out there that makes you feel like you need to carry a weapon?"
Veyra slowly shook her head. "No, nothing like that."
"Then why do you need to carry a concealed firearm outside the manor grounds?"
She took a long, quiet breath to steady herself. "Because simply having it nearby makes me feel safer. It gives me a sense of security."
Leon studied her pale face for a long moment. He clearly wasn’t fully convinced by her simple explanation, but he chose not to push her any further.
"I am obligated to report this request directly to Mr. Thorne," he explained firmly. "He is the only one who can grant clearance for you to carry a concealed weapon outside."
Veyra gave a quick nod. "I understand."
"I will let you know as soon as I receive his decision."
She offered another quiet nod, carefully placing the Night Blade down onto the wooden shooting bench. She turned around and walked out of the range, heading upstairs.
As she walked down the quiet hallway of the main house, her phone began to vibrate in her pocket.
She pulled the device out and looked at the glowing screen. The caller ID displayed the name Director Yvonne Hayes.
Her heart gave a sudden, nervous flutter. She pressed the screen and brought the phone to her ear.
"Director Hayes," she said, trying to keep her tone composed.
"Mrs. Thorne," a warm, highly professional voice answered back from the line. "I have some wonderful news for you. Your official university admission paperwork has been completely processed."
Veyra stopped walking right in her tracks, her breath catching in her throat. "It’s completely ready?"
"It is officially signed and ready," Director Hayes confirmed with a light laugh. "You can come by my office to pick up the physical letter whenever it is convenient for you."
"Thank you so much, Director Hayes. Thank you," Veyra breathed out, her chest swelling with relief.
"You are very welcome. I will be working at my desk until four this afternoon."
Veyra ended the call and lowered her phone, staring at the blank screen with a wide, genuine smile spreading across her face.
She had been accepted. The hurdle was over.
She was officially going to medical school.
Her mind immediately flashed to Professor Julian.
He was her mentor, her primary instructor, and the one person who had truly believed in her potential when everyone else doubted her. He was the man who had opened up his private basement lab for her, handed over his expensive medical equipment, and given her his complete trust.
She hadn’t mentioned a single word to him about the final paperwork yet. She had intentionally kept it quiet because she wanted to surprise him with the physical document in hand.
Now, she could finally give him that surprise.
She hurried to her room, grabbed her shoulder bag, and walked out to the courtyard where the car was parked. She slid into the back seat and looked over at Leon.
"Please take me to the Medical University," she instructed.
Leon nodded, shifted the gear, and smoothly drove the car out through the main gates.
The drive across the city took roughly forty minutes through light morning traffic.
Veyra spent the entire ride looking out the passenger window, her thoughts spinning with excitement. She kept imagining the moment she would open the envelope, and she kept picturing the proud look that would appear on Professor Julian’s face when she showed him the letter.
She couldn’t wait to arrive.
The sedan eventually slowed down, pulling up to the main entrance of the sprawling campus. Veyra stepped out into the fresh air, her eyes sweeping over the massive stone pillars, the ornate iron gates, and the gold lettering carved into the main archway.
Etland University of Medicine.
She had spent countless long nights dreaming about walking through these exact gates. She had worked until she was exhausted, sacrificed her comfort, and fought past every obstacle to reach this point.
Now, the dream was a physical reality standing right in front of her.
She walked through the main archway, her footsteps quick and light against the stone pavement as her heart swelled with pride.
She navigated through the brick buildings until she reached the administrative building and walked into the admissions office.
Director Hayes was a small, well-dressed woman with kind features and short silver hair. She immediately looked up from her desk and smiled warmly when Veyra walked through the door.
"Mrs. Thorne," Director Hayes greeted her, picking up a heavy paper folder. "Congratulations."


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