Ivan's POV

“They? May I know who these people you are rushing to see are?” I asked, but she was tight-lipped, unwilling to tell me about it.

“I'm Sorry… Sir… but you don't have to know. Just don't detain me, let me go, please” She pleaded once more. My class was usually the last subject taken on the school timetable before dismissal. Mrs. Catherine was the one who made it so.

“Sure, Tonia, you can go, if it's that important to you” I said to her, relief washing over ...