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CHAPTER TWENTY

Ava didn’t sleep.Not really.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Dr. William Reid—the way he’d looked at her, the weight of his touch on her body, the sound of his voice when he’d said her name. It wasn’t supposed to happen again. It couldn’t, he had said. And yet, it did.He took her roughly, but passionate on his desk.She blushed.He missed her just as much as she did.And she craved for his touch again.That night, when she finally found sleep, her dreams were about him.Taking her apart again from different positions.But she still couldn't get enough.By the time the morning sun spilled through her dorm window, Ava was up and awake, eager to go to school.She couldn't wait to see Dr. Reid again.When she reached his office door, her hand hovered midair before knocking.“Come in,” came that familiar voice—steady, unreadable.Ava stepped inside.Dr. Reid looked immaculate, as always. His white shirt was pressed, his tie straight, his expression cool. No trace of the man who h

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Jason had been easy to talk to from the start. There was something effortlessly warm about him—his quick smile, the way he actually listened when she spoke. He wasn’t arrogant or overconfident like most guys at the university. And when he laughed, it reached his eyes.He’d transferred in only a few weeks ago, but he already had people talking. Smart, charming, and good-looking in that boy-next-door kind of way—Jason drew attention without trying.Ava found herself seated next to him in almost every class now. Sometimes, it happened by coincidence. Other times, she made sure of it.“So, what’s Reid’s deal with you?” Jason asked one afternoon as they studied in the library. He looked up from the textbook, raising a brow. “He seems... tense whenever you talk.”Ava’s heart skipped, but she forced a casual shrug. “He’s like that with everyone.”Jason grinned, unconvinced. “Not really. I’ve seen the way he looks at you sometimes.”She froze. “What way?”“The kind of way a man looks at somet

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

The students straightened in their seats, the air thickening with an unspoken tension that only Ava seemed to fully understand.“Good morning,” Dr. Reid said evenly, his tone smooth but clipped. He carried a few files in his hand, his gaze sweeping across the class before landing—briefly—on her.Her breath caught.Jason didn’t move, still standing beside her, and for one agonizing second, Dr. Reid’s eyes flicked from him… to her… and back again.“Am I interrupting something?” he asked, his voice calm but unmistakably edged.Jason, to his credit, smiled politely. “Just a small announcement, sir.”“I see.” Dr. Reid's expression didn’t change, but there was a weight in his stare now—one Ava felt like a physical touch. “Then by all means, continue.”Jason turned back to her, his smile a little shaky now. “Ava? What do you say?”Ava’s throat went dry. Every nerve screamed at her to look anywhere but at Dr. Reid, but she couldn’t help it—her gaze darted toward him instinctively.He was watc

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

Dr. Reid stood there, unmoving, one hand pressed against the glass as he watched them. His face was unreadable, but even from a distance, Ava felt it—the tension radiating off him, the storm he was trying desperately to contain.Their eyes met for just a second.And that was enough.A chill ran down her spine, melting into a wave of guilt and defiance all at once.He couldn’t claim her.He didn’t want to.So why did he look at her as if she’d just betrayed him?Camille squeezed her hand. “Ava, you’re blushing so much right now. Jason really got you, huh?”Ava laughed weakly. “Yeah… I guess he did.”Across the field, Louis, who had been tossing a football with his teammates froze mid-throw, his gaze narrowing as he followed the noise. When he saw her with Jason, his expression darkened, his jaw clenching so tightly that his teammate had to call his name twice.He muttered something under his breath and turned away, throwing the ball harder than necessary.Camille was still chattering e

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

Weeks passed.And with each one, the space between Ava and Dr. Reid grew wider—colder, emptier.He didn’t look at her anymore.Not once.Not when she raised her hand to answer a question.Not when she passed him her test sheet.Not even when she lingered in the hallway after class, pretending to be on her phone just to see if he’d acknowledge her.He didn’t.Dr. Reid had perfected the art of pretending she didn’t exist.And that, more than his anger, was what truly broke her.At first, Ava thought it was a game.He was just keeping his distance, trying to teach her a lesson. He’d come around, like he always did—when his restraint snapped, when the tension became too much.She had seen that storm behind his eyes before. She knew how tightly he held it back.But this time was different.This time, he stayed calm. Controlled. Untouchable.And she hated it.Jason, on the other hand, was everything Dr. Reid wasn’t.Warm. Open. Predictable.He held her hand in public.Walked her to class.B

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

The first day of the mid-semester holiday arrived with a strange quiet that settled over campus like fog. Most students had already left—gone home to visit family or taken short trips to nearby cities—but not Ava Sterling.She told everyone she wanted to use the break to catch up on assignments.In truth, she just couldn’t bring herself to leave the place that still smelled of him.Camille leaned against her desk that morning, arms crossed, watching Ava shove books into her bag. “You’re really going to stay holed up here all weekend, aren’t you?”Ava didn’t look up. “I have a few things to finish.”“You mean you're not over Louis, and now you're avoiding your boyfriend.”“Camille—”Her friend held up a hand. “Don’t even deny it. You’ve been walking around like a ghost since that whole kiss-with-Jason scene. You think I didn’t notice? Louis keeps sending you subtle glances.”Ava scowled, zipping her bag a little too hard. “I don't care about Louis. I’m fine.”“Uh-huh.” Camille smirked.

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

Ava stood outside Jason’s door for a half second too long, trying to line up the right expression in her head — sorry, contrite, desperate, something that would sell the apology without giving away the plan.When she knocked he opened up almost immediately, surprised but smiling like he always did. “Hey.” He stepped aside. “I didn’t think you’d actually come back—after earlier.”Ava slipped in and closed the door behind her. She forced a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m sorry about before. I was weird.”He hesitated, searching her face for a reason, then softened. “It’s okay. Are you sure you’re alright?“Yeah,” she said, too quickly. “I’m—” She stopped, letting the word hang. “I shouldn’t have stormed off like that.”“It’s fine,” he said again, earnest and easy.She feigns a cough.“Do you want water? I’ll grab some.” He turned already, moving toward the small kitchenette.Ava watched him go. He moved with that casual, unhurried rhythm that made him so easy to be around. He hu

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

Sex with Jason, was tender and messy and intimate, and it carried with it the wrongness Ava had been nursing like a secret. She gave him herself — not because she loved Jason in the way she’d promised him, but because she needed him to be an evidence, a living proof that she could be desired by someone other than the man who had become a private religion for her.As they lay tangled and breathless on the couch. Jason was already asleep within minutes, light even breathing softening his face. Ava watched him, and for a moment she felt something like tenderness — and then it was swallowed by guilt and a resolute chill.With a slow, shaking hand she retrieved the hidden phone, paused the recording, and swallowed a dry laugh that was more like a sob. The file sat in her gallery like a small, loaded thing. Proof. A rope she could throw to Dr. Reid and tug to see how he would react.She told herself it was for leverage. For a jolt. For something to make him look up from his safe life and se

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

Ava Sterling has been back to her dorm since evening after leaving Jason's place, and stayed wide awake.The glow from her phone had faded hours ago, but she was still sitting upright in bed, her knees pulled close to her chest, staring at the blank screen as if it might light up again. She’d expected a message. A call. Anything.But the silence was suffocating.Every time she shut her eyes, she saw his face—Dr. Reid’s—when he would open that message. She imagined the tightening of his jaw, the flicker of jealousy, the way his calm would finally, finally break.But that wasn’t what happened.When the knock came on her door the next morning, she thought, stupidly, it might be him. That he’d come to confront her, to say something—anything. Instead, it was Camille.“Morning, Sleeping Beauty,” Camille said with a strange edge in her voice. “You might want to see this.”Ava blinked as Camille closed the door behind her, phone already in hand. She didn’t even bother to sit down—she just pre

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

Jason couldn’t focus.Not in class. Not during lunch. Not even when his friends joked around him.Ava had been off all morning—avoiding his texts, walking past him like he was invisible. It wasn’t just distance; it was coldness. Like she’d built a wall overnight and locked him out.When he caught a glimpse of her in the hallway, she wasn’t the same girl who’d curled against him two nights ago, laughing softly, whispering his name like it meant something.Now, she looked lost. Empty-eyed. And that hollow look gutted him.By noon, Jason gave up pretending he was fine. He found Camille sitting on one of the benches outside the lecture hall, scrolling through her phone.“Hey,” he said, voice uncertain.Camille looked up. “Jason. You look like someone kicked your dog.”He gave a short laugh that didn’t sound like one. “It’s Ava. She’s… I don’t know what’s going on with her. One minute, we’re good—really good—and the next she’s shutting me out completely.”Camille tilted her head, curious.

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