Hannah’s POV
The corridor felt endless as we made our way towards Christian’s room, Christian still heavily leaning on both Joseph and me. My mind was racing, trying to process everything Joseph had just told me.
Christian, of all people, had been in love with me for years, and I’d had no idea. The revelation left me feeling disoriented, as if the ground beneath me had suddenly shifted.
As we reached Christian’s door, Joseph carefully patted his pockets, searching for the key card. After a few moments, he let out a frustrated sigh. “I can’t find his key card,” he muttered, glancing at me apologetically.
“Aubrey?” I looked around and found her strolling in the corridor. When she heard my voice, she came towards us. I looked at her lost state. What is going on with her, I sighed.
“Can you check, If Christian keycard is his wallet!” She nodded her head and checked his wallet.
“No, Hannah, not in here…”