#Chapter 220 Lunch with Miss Emily

Lila’s POV “Hello, Lila. How was your weekend?” “Oh, hey, Miss Emily,” I said as I approached the art room. Miss Emily stood outside the door wearing a beautiful, dotted dress that rested just above her knees and a pair of knee-high boots. Her short curly brown hair was pinned out of her face and rested just above her shoulders. She also wore very light makeup; I liked Miss Emily because she always had such a natural and comforting look. She was very beautiful. Last year, I remembered she had an obvious crush on Enzo. He never paid much attention to her though and I knew it upset her. She was young, maybe in her mid-twenties. She was also mate-less. I know she will find her mate soon though; she’s way too kind-hearted and sweet to go without a mate for much longer. The moon goddess will bless her; I’m sure of it. But in the meantime, regardless of whatever crush she had on my mate, Miss Emily will always be my favorite art professor. “It was nice; I spent time with