Chapter 128 Intimate Dinner

• At the University’s library, late afternoon…
• The scent of old paper and highlighters lingered in the air. Students passed by in hushed conversation, books tucked under their arms, their eyes fixed on their schedules.
• Emily sat at a window-facing desk in the farthest row of the library, surrounded by architectural blueprints and textbooks—but her gaze wasn’t on the pages. Her fingers traced over the edges of her notebook, but every line blurred.