C103 The devil whispers

Xavier had sensed that something was wrong immediately he had opened his eyes the next morning.

He stared at his pocket watch next to his bed, an old piece that held a sentimental place in his heart he wasn't yet ready to part with.

It was 5:50. He raised his brow even as he stepped out of his room wondering why he wasn't hearing Maya's hairdryer go off. She should be almost ready by now