Lydia Ackmar

Davis's eyes went wide in horror, his face paling as he struggled to look away from Evan.

He gulped nervously as his eyes darted around.

A terrifying aura radiated from Evan, making it difficult for Davis to breathe as he clutched his chest, trying to calm his racing heart.

Meanwhile, Vera's face was also pale, but her eyes remained fixed on Evan’s cold temperament.

She noticed a slight change in his appearance - he seemed taller, and more handsome, and his dark, curly hair had grown past his shoulders.

‘When did this happen? Did Evan go through something peculiar?’

She felt a strange mix of fear and fascination as she watched him.

"What are you still doing here, Davis?" Evan's cold voice cut through the heavy air, jolting Davis from his frozen state.

His eyes darted around nervously, searching for the right words to say.

"I-I thought you...," he stammered, trying to make sense of the situation.

"I asked him to stay here for a while," Vera interrupted. "I was worried you might b

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