Val's P.O.V

The weight of the email notification hung in the air, a digital sword of Damocles. For a long moment, none of us moved. We just stared at our screens, the stark subject line burning into our retinas. The anticipation was palpable

I shared my email on their devices for the moment in case anything pops up; and surely something came. It was a reply from the collab house. My mind began racing with possibilities.

Brielle was the first to break the spell. With a groan that seemed to ...