As evening descended and the day turned to night, Jonathan's determination only grew stronger. With a swift stride, he made his way to his room, feeling a sense of urgency that time was of the essence. He knew he had to act swiftly to make the most of this opportunity.
Sitting down at his desk, Jonathan meticulously composed his words. He wanted to convey his sincerity and also a sense of casualness that would put Lydia at ease. After crafting the message, he took a deep breath and dialed Lydia's number.
On the other end, Lydia was in her study room, engrossed in her work. Her phone buzzed, and she picked it up, surprised to see Jonathan's name on the caller ID. She hesitated for a moment before answering, her curiosity piqued.
"Hello?" Lydia's voice carried a hint of caution, not sure what Jonathan's call might entail.