Scarlett POV
The second floor hummed with old magic, thick and metallic like dried blood on parchment. My stomach twisted the moment we reached Supervisor Elena’s door and found the note: Emergency Leave. Back tomorrow at 9 a.m.
Tomorrow?
Disappointment crashed over me like ice water.
After everything—after dragging myself here on barely any sleep, forcing the paperwork, pushing through every reminder that I was still tied to him, I was stuck waiting another day?
“Why does it have to be tomorrow?” I muttered, my voice sharper than I had intended. “Isn’t there any way to get this done today? There has to be someone else who can handle it.”
Jaxen stood beside me, hands in his pockets, watching me with that infuriating calm. He already knew about the sealed vows document, of course, he
