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CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
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On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER EIGHTY
Louis shouldn’t have come.The thought crossed his mind the moment he turned into William Reid’s street.Everything about tonight felt wrong.Too sudden.Too urgent.Too convenient.Vanessa’s voice on the phone had been shaky, desperate—almost broken—but there had been something underneath it. Something he couldn’t quite place. A tension that didn’t sit right.Still, he had come.He drove faster than he should have.Ignoring the tight feeling in his chest.Ignoring the voice in his head that told him to think this through.By the time he pulled up in front of the house, the street was quiet.Too quiet.No lights flickering.No movement.Just stillness.Louis cut the engine and stepped out of the car slowly, his eyes scanning the property.Something felt… off.The front door.It wasn’t closed.It was slightly ajar.His stomach dropped.“Vanessa?” he called out as he approached.No answer.He pushed the door open cautiously.It creaked softly as it gave way.“Hello?”Still nothing.Loui
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
Vanessa couldn’t breathe. The room spun in slow, suffocating circles as she stared down at William’s body lying motionless on the floor. Blood. So much blood. It spread in a dark, creeping stain beneath his head, seeping into the polished surface like something alive, something irreversible. Her hands trembled violently. “Oh God… oh God…” Her voice came out in broken whispers, barely audible over the pounding of her own heartbeat. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real. One moment—he had been standing there. Talking. Arguing. Destroying her life with calm, measured words. And the next— He was on the floor. Still. Too still. Vanessa staggered backward, her legs nearly giving out beneath her. Her back hit the wall, and she slid down slightly before catching herself. Think. Think. Her mind screamed at her, but panic drowned everything. She pressed her hands to her temples, squeezing her eyes shut. This was an accident. It had to be. She hadn’t meant to hit him tha
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT
The house was too quiet when William returned that night.The moment he stepped inside, he felt it.Something had shifted.The air itself felt heavier, like it was holding its breath.He closed the door behind him slowly, his fingers lingering on the handle for just a second longer than necessary. His mind was still partially elsewhere—on Ava, on the future he had just painted so convincingly, on the fragile hope that things could still be salvaged.But the second he turned—He saw her.Vanessa stood in the middle of the living room.Still.Silent.Waiting.The soft light from the lamp beside her cast shadows across her face, but it didn’t hide the expression there.It sharpened it.Her eyes met his.And William knew instantly—She knew something.Not suspected.Not doubted.Knew.His chest tightened slightly.“Vanessa…” he started carefully.“Don’t,” she cut in immediately.Her voice wasn’t raised.But it carried a force that made him stop.“Don’t say my name like everything is norma
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN
The room was nothing like the motel.Everything about it felt deliberate.Polished.Expensive.Safe.Or at least—it tried to look that way.Ava lay back against the crisp white sheets, her head resting on the plush pillows as she stared up at the ceiling. The soft golden lighting cast a warm glow across the room, reflecting off the sleek furniture and glass surfaces.It should have felt comforting.Instead, it felt… staged.Like a scene carefully constructed to convince her that things were different now.Better.Beside her, William shifted slightly, propped up on one elbow as he watched her.There was something lighter about him tonight.Something almost… relieved.As if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.And Ava knew why.Louis was gone.The threat—at least for now—had been removed.And now, here they were.Together again.But not in secrecy wrapped in fear.In something that felt dangerously close to a beginning.“I meant what I said,” William spoke softly, breaking the si
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX
The café was quiet.Too quiet for the kind of conversation that was about to unfold inside it.Vanessa stepped in slowly, her eyes scanning the room with controlled precision. The soft hum of low music played in the background, and a few scattered customers sat absorbed in their own worlds—unaware that someone else’s life was about to unravel just a few tables away.She spotted Camille immediately.Seated near the far corner.Waiting.Watching.Vanessa walked toward her without hesitation, her posture straight, her expression composed—but her eyes… her eyes carried something sharp now. Something hardened.Camille stood up as she approached.“Vanessa—”“Sit,” Vanessa said calmly.The single word cut through whatever Camille had been about to say.Camille obeyed.Vanessa took the seat across from her, placing her purse gently on the table. Her movements were slow. Controlled.Too controlled.She looked at Camille for a long moment before speaking.“You better not be lying to me.”Her vo
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE
Vanessa had stopped crying.That was the most unsettling part.Not the silence in the house. Not the untouched meals. Not even the way the nursery door remained closed, as if opening it would somehow confirm the absence inside.It was the stillness in her.A hollow, quiet numbness that had settled deep into her bones and refused to move.Three days.Three days since the hospital.Three days since the doctor’s voice had gently dismantled her world.Three days since she had lost her child.And yet—The world outside continued as if nothing had happened.The sun still rose.Cars still passed.People still laughed.Vanessa sat on the edge of the bed that morning, staring blankly at her hands resting in her lap.They felt unfamiliar.Everything did.The room around her—their bedroom—felt like a place she used to belong to, not somewhere she lived anymore.Behind her, William moved quietly, getting dressed.He had been quieter these past few days.Careful.Measured.Like a man walking acros
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR
The call came just after sunset.Louis stared at his phone for a long moment before answering.Camille.Her name glowed on the screen like a question he wasn’t sure he wanted to answer.After everything that had happened—the board, the suspension, his apart
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO
The hospital corridor felt endless.White.Cold.Unforgiving.William Reid paced back and forth like a man trapped inside his own mind, his footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor. The scent of antiseptic hung thick in the air, sharp and sterile, doing noth
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SEVENTY
The dorm room felt suffocatingly quiet when Ava returned.Too quiet.The kind of silence that didn’t soothe—it pressed in, heavy and accusing, filling every corner with thoughts she couldn’t outrun.She closed the door behind her slowly, the soft click echoi
On My Professor's Desk CHAPTER SIXTY NINE
The campus felt different the next morning.Word traveled fast in places like this—not always in facts, but in whispers. In glances that lingered a little too long. In conversations that abruptly stopped when someone walked past.Louis felt it the moment he stepped onto the grounds.Eyes on him.No
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