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Chapter Seven
My breathing stopped. My eyes almost bulge out of their sockets. I am wondering if my ears heard him correct. I don’t know, maybe my hearing is just playing with me. Because I heard him just said he loves me. Can you believe it? ‘Cause I can’t!
Most importantly, it is not quite normal for a college professor to say to his student. It is a sudden confession to at least time I expect it to occur. When in fact, it shouldn’t be!
I could almost totally lost in my own thoughts if not because of the kind of stare he is giving me. The way his eyes stare is like he’s digging deeper into my soul. After several seconds of almost hyperventilating in my mind, I find the courage to meet his gaze.“Are you out of your mind, Professor?!” I asked in horror.He smirked at my reaction. “To answer that, my mind is completely intact and perfectly functioning so, no I’m not out of my mind.” he replied. The visible smirk is not leaving his face.Related chapters
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