"Not curious about our relationship with Julian?"
Raphael tilted his long brows, a teasing smile resting at the corners of his lips as he looked at Zora.
Zora only laughed softly, her expression calm and unhurried. "If you want to tell me, I don't mind listening."
She had no habit of prying into other people's scars simply to satisfy curiosity.
Besides, she already had a rough idea of what had happened.
Raphael's eyes deepened, a trace of surprise and appreciation flickering within them. At Zora's age, it was rare to see such restraint and understanding.
When they first met, he had admired her wit and composure. Now, in the White Mountains, her boldness and maturity only made her stand out more. No matter the situation, she always carried herself in a way that left nothing to criticize.
"Julian was once a special enrollee of the academy as well," Raphael finally began.
