HEAVEN

From the room upstairs that was led from the small metal ladder in the corner of the room, stood Heath Rochills. His body slightly bent to the rail, looking down on the room and everything that had happened in the last couple of minutes.

He eyed the girl still sitting on her chair, not making any movement, but he didn't see any changes in her posture for another minute.

Until she lifts her hand and slowly run it through her black hair and stands up. She puts away the chair behind an empty desk, where it mostly belonged to in the first place.

She quickly looks around her but not realizing that the room led to another one upstairs, she lets out a small chuckle full of what seemed like amusement.

Heath double-checked to see if he had just imagined the sound coming from the girl in the empty room but sure enough, no one else was there with them. The light sound of her laugh definitely came from her.

Surely, I imagined it.

But as Melia walked up to the door he saw a faint smirk on her face that made him unsure for the first time, her smirk was small but definitely there.

After a second of reflection, a smirk ran across his face matching the one he saw on Melia's moments ago.

Heath understood at that moment that Melia Truth had just played on the ice-queen Giana Pandurez and her minions. And she was enjoying it, big time.