I'll Help You

Noella's POV

A short while later, I arrived at Calend's modest apartment. I convinced Darren to let me take a taxi home alone after pleading that I had an urgent call from Uncle Martin. Darren was reluctant at first, but I did my best to convince him that there was no need to take me home.

After getting out of the taxi, I walked quickly to the door of Calend's apartment, hoping to find the answer to all this mess. I knocked expectantly on the door. Shortly after, the door opened, and Calend greeted me with a serious expression.

"Noella, come in," he said as he made room for me to enter.

Calend's apartment was cozy despite its simplicity. The walls were decorated with several photos and miniature paintings, and the atmosphere was warm. I sat down on the small sofa in his living room, feeling relieved to be able to escape from the burdensome night.

"Thank you for coming, Noella," Calend said. "I know it's sudden, but I have something significant to tell you."

"What is it, Cal