Все главы Bound by a Dangerous Fate to my Student: The Prophecy: Глава 51 - Глава 60

Sarah's POV There was no explosion, no earth-shattering moment, but my life still felt like a ticking time bomb. The ultimatum Anderson had given me—God, even thinking about it sent an itch crawling under my skin. Did it really bother me, though? I was not sure. The deadline had passed, and yet, I remained restless, my mind tangled in the question of whether he had truly let go or if this was just another one of his sick games. A display of power. The most unsettling part? He had stayed away. Or rather, I had avoided him. But he was not the type to be deterred by avoidance. If he still wanted to sleep with me, he would have already done it. So maybe he’s actually over me. I should have felt relieved. Instead, an uneasy feeling gnawed at my insides. That same unease followed me into my office after I finished taking his class because he was not in attendance. And the Anderson I knew would never skip class. He thrived on the attention, soaked in the way his people—the students in t

Anderson's POV Mr Callahan wasted no time launching into his complaints the moment we stepped into Principal Gaines’ office. “He was rude, arrogant, and completely disrespectful in front of the entire class. He refuses to acknowledge authority, and his behaviour is completely unacceptable.” His voice was tight with anger. Principal Gaines turned to me, studying me carefully. "Anderson,” he said slowly, “is what Mr Callahan said true?” I tilted my head. "Well, he’s not lying." Principal Gaines blinked. He clearly hadn't expected me to be so blunt. Mr Callahan gave Principal Gaines a look that practically screamed I told you so. Clearing his throat, Principal Gaines said, "First off, Mr Callahan, I'm sorry about what happened, but I'll take it from here." "You can go back to your class," he added. With a curt nod, Mr Callahan turned to leave, but not before shooting me a murderous glare. I just smirked in response. Folding my arms, I stood there, waiting for whatever came next

Anderson's POV I turned, my expression frozen in disbelief. It was as if I did not hear her right. It was too ridiculous. So ridiculous that I scoffed before I even processed my own reaction. "What did you just say?" I asked. "I love you, Anderson. I've always do." She repeated. “You’re joking, right?” I said, my voice laced with mockery. But Sofia, standing there like a wounded animal, did not waver. Her eyes held that desperate glint that irritated me more than anything else. “No,” she murmured. A bitter laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it. "You?” I gestured at her, disbelief evident in my tone. "You love me?" I let out another chuckle, shaking my head. "Wow. That’s a new level of delusion, even for you.” "And that's why I’ve been acting this way. I know it’s stupid. You can call me anything you want—I’ll accept it. I deserve it. I just…” “Well, thank God you know how stupid this is,” I muttered under my breath. She exhaled shakily. “I just can’t help it, Anders

Sarah's POV A teacher, Ms Turner, whispered to Mr Hale, "No wonder she was defending him earlier. Pathetic." My heart clenched. This—this was exactly why I had been hesitant about Anderson’s demands. His reckless words and lies were about to destroy me. The moment my eyes met Lucas’s, my heart skipped a beat. His sharp glare and raised brows made it clear, knowing the reason behind it. But he can't blame me. I mean, it's his brother's fault for lying against me. But even if I told the truth that there was nothing romantic or sexual between us, who would believe me? Anderson stood slowly, his gaze unwavering as he met Axel’s fury head-on. Lucas rose too, frowning. "Axel, what the hell are you talking about?" Axel smirked darkly. "Oh, come on, Lucas. You really think you can cover for him?" "I know the truth, and I think everyone else should too," he smirked. The whispers grew louder. "So, he's not lying?" "What the actual fuck?!" I stood there, frozen. Shame, humiliation, an

SARAH'S POV The Blackwood family—what do they think they are? Just because they sit at the top of the chain in this city, wielding power like a birthright, does that give Alaric the audacity to walk into my office, unannounced, during closing hours, as if his presence was some kind of privilege? The nerve. The knock on my door had been ordinary, something I barely acknowledged as I continued wrapping up some paperwork, assuming it was a staff member or perhaps a student. Never in my wildest thoughts did I expect him. And the funniest part? The door opened, and there he was, standing there with that damn smug smile as if we were old friends meeting up for coffee. "Hey, Sarah," he greeted as if he did not almost turn my life into a mess with his lie. I did not even bother hiding my irritation as I folded my arms across my chest. "What do you want?" My tone was sharp, leaving no room for pleasantries. His smile faltered, a flicker of confusion passing through his sharp features.