Uriah’s face was a picture of disappointment—frustrated, speechless, not even trying to hide it.
“Fine, I’ll just eat by myself!” he grumbled, spinning on his heel and storming off to grab dinner alone.
But in reality, Uriah didn’t wander far. He lingered just close enough to keep an eye on the group.
The others were eating together, chatting and laughing.
Mavis, especially, seemed to be having a great time talking with Norton. The two of them were leaning in, whispering and sharing inside jokes.
Uriah knew Mavis’s personality better than most. He wasn’t that much older than her, but he’d been her mentor since they were kids. He knew she didn’t really open up to people easily. With strangers, she barely spoke, and even with friends, she could be pretty quiet.
But right now? She was anything but quiet. She looked genuinely happy, totally engrossed in her conversation with Norton.
Uriah felt a twinge of jealousy, so much that he barely even noticed it himself. He just couldn’t look away.
Meanwhile, Calliope and the others finished their meal, still chatting. As they stepped outside, they bumped into Portia, Quentin, Julius, and Archie, who were just getting back and heading into the dining hall.
Portia grinned. “You guys finished eating already?” She’d seen Calliope’s message in the group chat earlier; she and the others weren’t back yet, so they’d told Calliope’s group to go ahead without them.
“Yeah, we did. Did you have fun out there?” Calliope asked.
“Definitely,” Archie replied with a big smile. “Crispin’s a great guy!”
“And Portia’s a lifesaver,” Julius chimed in. “Seriously, if it weren’t for her, I’d still be running from fans.”
“Nope,” Uriah said flatly.
Mavis glanced back at him, her expression a mix of surprise and confusion. This definitely wasn’t normal Uriah behavior. She had no idea what had gotten into him today.
A little ways down the hall, Calliope and Silas reached their room, only to find the door already wide open. They exchanged a look. They were sure they’d locked it before leaving.
Cautiously, Silas pushed the door open the rest of the way, and there, lounging on the couch like he owned the place, was Oliver.
Silas’s face darkened. “Who said you could come in here?”
Calliope was just as shocked as Silas, staring at Oliver in disbelief. This was the last thing she’d expected.
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