Chapter 105. Vigor Night

Nathan stood outside Yvette's door, his hand hesitating near the knob. He took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts before knocking. The air felt heavy with unspoken emotions, the tension palpable as he prepared to broach a delicate subject.

Gently, Nathan rapped on the door, waiting for Yvette's response. When he received no answer, he tried again, calling out softly, "Yvette, it's me, Nathan. Can we talk?"

Silence greeted him from behind the closed door. Nathan's heart sank, but he refused to give up. Slowly, he turned the knob and stepped into Yvette's room. The sight that greeted him was one of melancholy—a room bathed in muted light, shadows dancing along the walls, and Yvette sitting by the window, lost in her thoughts.

He approached her cautiously, not wanting to startle her. "Yvette, can we talk for a moment?" Nathan's voice was gentle, filled with concern.

Yvette turned her head slightly, ackn