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Dominic Tries to Reclaim the Story
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2026-04-29 07:48:28
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My Professor’s Obsession Caspian at His Worst
"Pack your things and get out of this room, Sera, because I can’t look at you and the ghost of your mother at the same time without wanting to set this entire house on fire," Caspian said.He was standing by the window of the study, the morning sun hitting the silver in his hair and making him look older, harder, and entirely unreachable. The ledger was still open on the desk, the names of our ruined families staring up at us like a list of casualties. He hadn't slept. I could tell by the way his shoulders were hiked up to his ears and the way his hand was white-knuckling the back of a chair."I'm not going anywhere until you stop talking to me like I’m a student who failed a test," I said, my voice echoing in the stale air of the library. "We just found out our parents were friends. We found out Arthur Calloway is a thief. Why are you pushing me away now?""Because you're a liability!" he roared, turning on me so fast I flinched. His eyes were bloodshot and wild. "Do you understand w
My Professor’s Obsession A Door Left Open
"I left the door to the safe open because I wanted you to see it, Sera, not because I was careless," Caspian said, his voice reaching me from the bottom of the stairs.He was standing in the shadows of the foyer, a glass of amber liquid in his hand. He looked like a man who had finally stopped trying to outrun his own ghost. I was upstairs, standing in the doorway of the small library he’d forbidden me to enter. The door wasn’t just unlatched; it was swinging wide, a heavy, iron-bound thing that looked like it belonged in a dungeon, not a summer house."You wanted me to see a pile of old ledgers and dusty maps?" I asked, my voice echoing in the hollow hall. "Or did you want me to see the checkbook of a dead woman?""I wanted you to see the connection," he replied. He started climbing the stairs, his footsteps slow and deliberate. "I’m tired of being the only one who knows where the bodies are buried. It’s a heavy weight to carry alone, even for a Blackwood."I stepped into the room. I
My Professor’s Obsession Sloane’s Last Warning
"Answer it, Sera, because if that phone vibrates against the floorboards one more time, I’m going to throw it into the swamp and we’ll never know who’s trying to sell us out," Caspian said.He was leaning against the mahogany banister, watching me with eyes that looked like bruised glass. He hadn't touched the files on the floor yet. He just stood there, letting the weight of my father’s signature hang between us like a thick, poisonous fog.The burner phone—the one Elias had smuggled to us—was buzzing near my foot. The caller ID was a string of zeros, but I knew the rhythm of the person on the other end. It was the third time in ten minutes."I'm not supposed to talk to anyone," I whispered, my hand shaking as I reached for the plastic casing. "You said every call is a breadcrumb.""It’s Sloane," Caspian said, his voice flat. "I recognize the area code prefix she’s using to bounce the signal. She’s been calling me, too. If she’s this desperate, the breadcrumbs don't matter anymore. T
My Professor’s Obsession The Ruin Behind the Ruin
"Don't go into the study, Sera, because the floorboards are soft and the things I left in there were meant to stay buried in the humidity," Caspian said, his voice drifting from the kitchen where he was trying to coax a vintage stove into boiling water.I stood in the hallway, my hand already hovering over the brass knob of the one room he’d kept locked since we arrived. The wood felt cold, even in the Georgia heat. "You can't tell me we’re partners in this war and then keep half the map to yourself, Caspian. If Dominic is coming, I need to know what he’s looking for.""He’s looking for leverage," Caspian called back, the sound of a metal pot clattering against the burner punctuating his words. "And leverage is just a fancy word for things that make people feel small. You’ve felt small enough this week. Stay in the light.""I'm done with the light," I whispered to the empty hallway.I didn't turn the knob. I leaned my shoulder against the door and gave it a sharp, practiced shove. The
My Professor’s Obsession The First Honest Conversation
"Sit down, Sera, because if you keep pacing that floorboard like it’s a jury box, you’re going to fall through the rot and I’m going to have to call a local sheriff I’d rather not meet," Caspian said.He was sitting on the edge of the oversized, moth-eaten sofa in the parlor. The only light came from a single lantern he’d placed on the floor, casting long, skeletal shadows against the walls. He was cleaning his glasses with a piece of silk, his fingers moving with a precision that felt too calm for a man whose face was currently a national emergency."I can't sit down," I said, stopping by the window to peer through the heavy velvet drapes. "Every time a cricket chirps, I think it’s a drone. Every time the wind hits the moss, I think it’s someone stepping onto the porch. How are you so still?""Because being still is the only thing I have left that they can't take," he replied. He put his glasses back on and looked at me. "Come here. Please."I walked over, but I didn't sit on the sof
My Professor’s Obsession The Cost of Being Seen
"Don't pull that hood so low, Sera, or you’ll look like you’re trying to rob the place instead of just buying a gallon of milk," Caspian said, leaning against the dusty door of the truck.The humidity in Georgia felt like it was trying to drown me. It was only eight in the morning, but the air was already thick enough to chew on. We were standing in the gravel lot of a general store that looked like it had been standing since before the dirt was invented."I feel like everyone is staring at me, Caspian," I whispered, my fingers white as I gripped the handle of the truck door. "Even the birds.""The birds don't read the New York Post, and neither do most of the people in this county," he said, but his eyes were scanning the perimeter of the lot, never staying still. "Go in, get the milk, get the bread, and get the aspirin for your brother. I’ll stay right here. If a black SUV so much as sneezes, I’ll be inside to get you.""You make me feel like I’m made of glass," I said."Lately, you
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