Just as they had agreed the previous day, Liam and Sheila met up. However, after failing to find any secluded place suitable for a proper conversation, Sheila ended up inviting him to her dorm later, once classes were over.
"You can sit there. I'll be back in a second," Sheila said as she stepped into her dorm room, Liam following just behind her.
Liam gave a small nod and moved toward the chair she had indicated near her study desk, taking a seat without hesitation.
He allowed himself to relax slightly, though his posture remained naturally composed. His eyes didn't wander much. There was no need. He had been in this room more than once—both with Sheila's knowledge and without—so there was nothing new here to take in.
"Want anything?" Sheila asked as she emerged from the washroom, her hair now tied neatly into a ponytail.
"No, I'm good," Liam replied calmly.
