Nivaan’s POV
I growled as I stomped around my room. I was beyond furious with myself. How could I feel that way about Emilia? How could I feel anything for her? A furious growl escaped my lips and I ran my fingers through my hair. I just wanted this to end quickly so that I could go back to being normal.
I fished out a black device from my pocket and pressed a button, "I want to send a message to Emilia Ryanwood.”
My grip on the device tightened as a mechanical voice sounded, “You can speak your message now.”
I drew in a deep breath, “Meet me at Cofferocks, It is high time you reject me..."
The device transcribed my voice and sent it as a text message. My pace increased as I continued to wear out the carpet in my room. She took some time to respond but the good news was that she had agreed to meet at 6 o’clock.
A sigh of relief escaped my lips. Finally, I could put this all behind me and focus on the weird ritual that was looming over us.