C8 Eight

Aria crossed her legs, took a deep sigh, and gazed at the empty desk of the Directress as she waited for her arrival. She spun the swivel chair to face the bookshelves near the door and scanned the titles until her thoughts turned to the book "Memories" that lay hidden under her office drawer. It was her mother's most treasured possession, and she was the only one allowed to hold and read it