Garaine stood there like a statue, unable to believe her ears. Unshed tears glistened in her eyes. She felt like her feet were glued to the floor.

Is it really Mr. Turner?

She had an unexplainable urge to cross-check if she could really trust her senses. Her heart almost stopped beating when she saw Weylin standing on the other side of the door through the peephole. The tears that were held back by sheer willpower escaped her eyes before rolling down her cheeks. A sudden hot flush spread from