Damien's POV:
I hate the idea of Julian being here.
The moment I saw him at the university gates earlier, I knew he wasn’t here for anything good.
And now, seeing him standing in front of Elara, casually talking to her like they were old friends, made my blood boil.
I wasn’t even sure what they were talking about, but it didn’t matter. Julian always had a way of inserting himself where he didn’t belong.
Just like he did, two years ago.
I walked towards him, my fists clenching involuntarily.
“Elara.” I began, interrupting their conversation. “Step aside.”
She turned to me, her eyes filled with annoyance. “He’s discussing with me.” She said, crossing her arms. “It’s rude to come in between.”
That caught me off guard. For a split second, I faltered. Elara has always been soft-spoken, never confrontational. This wasn’t like her at all.
A small, mocking smile tugged at my lips. “I don’t care the least about you.” I said, my tone dripping with anger as I pointed at Julian. “I have unfinis
