Kai’s POVA knock came on my bedroom door that night. When I opened, it was Ray.

“I have a message from Chiara. She’d love for you to join her for dinner tonight. The table’s already set,” he said. I was surprised. She usually had Sybil bring dinners up to her room.

“Yes, of course. Tell her I’ll be right down,” I said and slammed the door out of pure excitement. I ran around the room, throwing on my shirt.

Downstairs, Chiara was already seated on the other end of the table. ...