That morning, Aria stood at the kitchen counter, staring at the mug in her hand like it might reveal her future in the swirl of coffee. Her bag sat by the door, overstuffed with readings and grading she hadn’t touched over the weekend.Lena watched her from the other side of the counter, her hip propped against the cabinets, cradling her own mug. Her T-shirt said NOPE in block letters.“So,” Lena said, breaking the silence, “new week, new era, no more professor cock.”Aria groaned, pressing a thumb into her eyelids. “It’s too early, Lena… It’s not even nine yet.”“If I don’t say it now, you’ll convince yourself this past weekend was a dream instead of a cautionary tale,” Lena said. “Now, repeat after me: I am done sleeping with my married professor.”Aria swallowed, throat suddenly tight. She set the mug down. “I am done sleeping with my married professor.”“Again, with feeling,” Lena said.Aria huffed out a breath. “I’m done sleeping with my married professor.”“And,” Lena added, li
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