248 I'm just afraid of you getting hurt

Sam now understood.

There was never a club meeting to begin with. Isabella had only informed him and Sophie, and it was likely that even Angel was unaware of this setup.

Well, that was a fine mess.

Fortunately, Angel hadn't come looking for Sam after school today, which suggested she was busy with something else.

What was strange, though, was how Isabella seemed to know everything.

How could she be sure nothing unexpected would happen? What if Angel came looking for Sam here? Wouldn't that just blow their cover?

Sam couldn't figure it out.

But it seemed he couldn't afford to think too much about it right now.

The afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting its glow on the two young people.

Like the autumn scenery, it was resplendently beautiful.

Autumn isn't a season meant for sorrow; all such connotations are merely human constructs. Every day has the potential to be joyful and wonderful.