~Damien's POV-
I hadn’t felt this miserable in weeks.
Not since Elara caught me with Sabrina and everything went to hell. The rumours on the campus message board I saw about me dating Sabrina had only made matters worse, and I hadn’t slept well, tormented that Elara had read them.
All I wanted was to visit her, to speak with her, to discover some way to bridge the gap between us. But she’d also been avoiding me like I was some kind of plague, always rushing off to this or that class or meeting, leaving me with nothing but passing glimpses of her in the halls.
So when I entered the lecture hall that morning to teach, my heart skipped at the sight of her seated near the back, her head bent over a notebook.
As I stood at the podium, I could see her, her dark hair spilling over one shoulder, her brow knotting as she concentrated. She was gorgeous, even with that closed-off look she had on now, the look she’d not had in our past life when she’d looked at me like I was everything to her. I
