Liora
A brief silence followed after Xavier’s warning, the quiet hum of the phone line lingering between us as if weighing the recklessness of our decision. I could almost picture him on the other end—leaning back in his chair, brows furrowed, fingers pressing against his temple while reconsidering whether giving us the VIP access was a good idea or a catastrophic mistake.
Finally, he exhaled slowly.
“…Fine,” Xavier said after a moment. “I’ll mail the VIP cards to your place. They should arrive within the hour.”
Hearing this, both Raya and I immediately straightened. Our earlier tension was replaced with excitement—although he had already offered the vip cards to us, we were still afraid that he might changed his mind about it.
“Thanks,” Raya replied quickly. “Send them ri
