Earlier that morning.
As soon as the press conference ended and the cameras were turned off, Callista made her move.
Despite trying to remain calm, her frantic movement betrayed her as she got down the stage and strode forward—her eyes darting left and right sharply. Reporters—and journalists alike were looking at her with a confused look.
Some even have taken a video already, in case there's more drama to be captured.
But Callista ignored them all.
'Is it really him?' She thought inside, turning her head left and right in search of someone.
Even though there were a lot of flashing lights, from the cameras—she was almost certain.
Lucivar was among the crowd earlier.
However, she couldn't find him.
It was almost as if he was a ghost, able to come and go without anyone noticing.
