Jasmine
It was already nighttime. Stephan sat close beside me on the soft bed. His strong arms wrapped gently around my waist and pulled me nearer to him. I leaned back against his warm chest. The heat of his body chased away the last chill left from the long, hard day.
"Talk to me," he murmured in a low, soft voice. He pressed a gentle kiss against my temple. "I can see the deep thoughts in your eyes. I know you are still carrying so much inside."
I took a long, slow breath. The System had been unusually active in my head ever since the big press conference ended. It kept sending me small pieces of hidden information, little pings that would not stop.
Now, sitting here in the safety of our private room, it felt like the right time to finally learn everything.
(System…) I called out silently in my mind. (Show me everything now. Tell me the full truth of what is happening.)
A soft, clear chime sounded inside my head clearer and stronger than it had been in many weeks.
