Chapter 644
Chapter 644:
Great, now he was starting to lose his grip—just like Braylee.
That night, Rafael was tormented by a vivid nightmare. He saw himself holding a lavish bunch of roses, desperately running after Fernanda and calling out, “Hey, gorgeous! Look at me! I’m your admirer, hopelessly in love with you!” He awoke drenched in sweat.
Those words lingered in his mind, haunting him with an unsettling sense of dread.
The following day, Fernanda awoke with a sneeze. From the vanity table, Wendy, who was fixing her hair, peeked at her. “Feeling alright? Sounds like a cold.”
“It’s not a cold,” Fernanda replied, rubbing her nose. “Perhaps it’s just someone missing me.”
With a playful smirk, Wendy suggested, “Ah, must be love talk, huh? You can’t seem to stop bringing up romantic hints.”
“That’s ridiculous.” Fernanda laughed. “You see romance everywhere because you’ve been single too long.”
With a pout, Wendy retorted, “Hey, being single is wonderful. I might even make it a permanent thing.”
Fernanda’s thoughts drifted to something Judie had mentioned during their New Year’s gathering.
She wondered about Wendy’s past relationships, particularly with Bobby and what had happened with Judie.
While curious, Fernanda knew better than to ask about such sensitive topics. It was evident that these memories were painful, and she understood that some wounds are more agonizing when reopened.
Though she and Wendy shared a close, cheerful relationship, some topics remained sensitive.
Fernanda chose to respect her friend’s privacy.
“By the way,” Wendy said casually, “I’ll be cutting back on classes. I’m joining my professor for some field research.”
𝖁𝗂𝖾𝗐 𝖋𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖈𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 at 𝗀ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝗌﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Wendy, an archaeology student, was admired by many for her hands-on approach to learning, which Levi often envied.
Imitating Levi, Fernanda teased, “So, off to dig up more graves?”
“Exactly that,” Wendy said with a nod. “It’s pretty routine by now. Did you think I got into Esaham University just by chance?”
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Wendy teased Fernanda, “Two years ago, I researched a pair of mummies that were preserved in a humid setting, keeping their skin and hair intact. That earned me a glowing recommendation from my professor.”
Fernanda’s eyes grew wide in amazement. “Are you referring to the pair of wet mummies discovered in the central region two years ago?”
Wendy nodded. “Exactly those.”
The discovery was part of a broader trend where ancient burial sites were increasingly being unearthed. While most tombs revealed dry mummies, finding ones in a moist environment was a rarity and had sparked widespread interest at the time.
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