The Professor’s Canvas のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 37

~Elena’s POV~My chest tightens. “What?”“It’s exile essentially but it clears my name. Let me start over somewhere else. London, maybe. Or New York.”“And if you don’t take it?”“Then I fight the charges. Probably go to prison for conspiracy I didn’t commit. Evidence is circumstantial but damning…the emails, the phone calls, the timing. Isabella made sure it looks real.”I sink onto my apartment floor. “When do you have to decide?”“Twenty-four hours. They need an answer by tomorrow night.”“What do you want to do?”“I don’t know. If I leave, I will lose you. If I stay, I lose everything else.” His voice breaks. “So I’m asking…if I stay and fight, will you wait, or is this already over?”The question I’ve been avoiding.“I don’t know,” I admit. “My father tried to destroy us while pretending to support us. Your family actually destroyed us while being honest about it and we…” My voice cracks. “We destroyed ourselves by being too selfish or too stupid or too desperate to stop.”“So th

I read Mateo’s words with shaking hands.*I attempted to maintain appropriate boundaries with Miss Vega after discovering she was my student. She pursued contact repeatedly. Appeared at my office uninvited. Initiated physical encounters despite my verbal objections. I take responsibility for not reporting her behavior or removing myself from the situation, but I want the record to reflect that I was not the initiator.*The words blur.Marina grabs the document. “This is coerced testimony. What did you offer him?”“Nothing. He volunteered to it.” Ruiz speaks for the first time. “Professor Sandoval is cooperating fully. Providing details of every encounter, every attempt he made to establish distance, every time Miss Vega contacted him first.”“He’s lying to save himself…”“Or he’s telling the truth and you’ve been lying to save yourself.” Morales sits again. “So here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to give us your version of events. Every detail. Every encounter. Every conversat

~Elena’s POV~Sofia bursts through the door. “I heard gunshots…” She stops, her eyes picks the scene. “What the fuck happened?”Behind her Mateo appears. “Elena, I followed you from the station. I needed to explain…” He sees Marina’s body. Goes white. “No. No, no, no…”“She tried to kill us,” I say before he can speak. “She was working with my father. Planning to steal your inheritance through a fake marriage between us.”“Marina?” Mateo is shaking his head. “That’s impossible. She has been my lawyer for years…”“She has been planning this for years.” I show him my father’s phone with all the messages. “She orchestrated everything Mateo. Your divorce, your move to Barcelona, us meeting. All of it.”He reads, face draining of color with each line.“And now she is dead,” Sofia says quietly. “So what happens now?”We all look at each other. Four people in a room with a body and a choice.“We call the police,” Mateo says. “Tell them the truth, well tell them it was self-defense. She threa