105. We Can Only Try

Chapter 105

April's POV

"April, head up to Dorian's room and close the door. Douse the door in perfume and spray the same on yourself," whispered Ivar.

I didn't hesitate and dashed upstairs. I sprayed perfume all over the house, doused myself and the door in my father's powerful cologne, and began coughing wildly as it reached my lungs.

The knocking came again, and I hurried downstairs and stood beside Ivar. Was he going to open the door?

"Just leave it. The person might go away,” I whispered.

“No. The person clearly knows there are people here.”

Ivar walked to the front door, and I was shivering in fright. Had they found him? What happened? Didn't we cover his scent well enough? Where did we go wrong?

Ivar flung the door open, but the scowl on his face disappeared as soon as he saw who it was.

"Good morning Beta Ivar, I'm looking for... April!–"

I was surprised to see the principal standing at the door, peering at me over Ivar's shoulder through her pointy-rimmed glasses.

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