My Professor’s Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

The grey car stopped in a garage that smelled like old tires and damp concrete. Caspian didn't let me out right away. He was staring at a tablet, his face lit up by the glow of a hundred news articles. I leaned over his shoulder, and my stomach did a somersault."Caspian, why is my high school photo on the news?" I asked. "And why does it say 'The Girl Who Cried Corruption'?""Because they can't fight the bank numbers," Caspian said. He handed me the tablet. "So they are fighting you. Look at the lead story on the Global Feed."I read it out loud. My voice was shaking. "Sources say Seraphina St. Claire was failing her classes and faced expulsion before 'discovering' the archives. Is this a whistleblow, or a student trying to blackmail her way into a degree?""I wasn't failing!" I shouted. "I had a 4.0! You know that, you were my professor!""It doesn't matter what I know, Sera," Caspian said. "It matters that the University just deleted your student records. They are telling the press

We were driving toward the campus, but the traffic was blocked. I looked at the car’s dashboard screen. A video was playing on every news site. It was Dominic. He wasn't wearing his fancy leather jacket or his school tie. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and he looked like he had been crying. He was sitting on a bench in the middle of the school park, holding a picture of me."Look at this," I said, pointing at the screen. "Dominic is on a live stream. There are a hundred thousand people watching him right now.""He’s a Calloway," Caspian said, his voice flat. "He knows how to play the part of the broken-hearted boy. It's his best move."I turned up the sound. Dominic’s voice was shaky. "I just want her back," Dominic said into the camera. "Sera and I were happy. We were going to be together. And then he came along. He used his grades and his money to trick her. He’s a monster, and I’m just a guy who lost the girl he loves.""He’s lying!" I shouted. "We weren't happy! He was mean

The sun was trying to come out, but the air still felt cold and wet. Caspian was busy talking to a group of reporters near the fountain. He looked like the hero everyone wanted him to be. But Elias was standing in the shadow of the library, waving me over. He looked like he had seen a ghost."Sera," Elias whispered when I got close. "Don't look at the cameras. Just walk with me.""What’s wrong, Elias?" I asked. I followed him behind a big stone pillar. "We won. Arthur is with the police. The students are happy.""We won a battle, kid. We didn't win the war," Elias said. He pulled a thick yellow folder from under his coat. It was stained with water. "And you need to know who you’re standing next to before the floor drops out from under you.""If this is about the 'missing girl' again, I already know," I said. "Caspian told me about Elena. He said he failed to save her.""He told you the nice version," Elias said. He handed me a piece of paper from the folder. It was a hospital record f

I left the library through a side door to avoid the cameras. I didn't want to see Caspian, and I didn't want to see the police. I just wanted to find a quiet place to breathe. But as I reached the edge of the parking lot, I saw a familiar face. Vane was leaning against a rusty truck. He looked messy, and his hands were shaking."Vane?" I ran over to him. "How did you get here? I thought you were at the Blackwood house!""They let me go, Sera," Vane said. He looked over his shoulder like he was being chased. "But it wasn't a gift. They sent me with a message.""Who sent you? Dominic? Helena?" I grabbed his arms. "Are you hurt? Did they do something to you?""I’m okay, but I’m not okay," Vane said. He pulled a heavy, silver phone out of his pocket. It wasn't his phone. "They gave me this. They told me that if I don't give it to you, they’re going to tell the police I was the one who helped the Calloways set the fire in the woods.""That’s a lie!" I shouted. "You were nowhere near the wo

"Get in the car, Sera, and don't look back at the house, because there’s nothing left in there that belongs to us anymore," Caspian said.His voice sounded like gravel grinding together. He didn't help me with my bag this time. He was too busy scanning the tree line, his hand resting near the waistband of his trousers where I knew he’d started carrying a heavy, dark piece of metal he hadn't needed a week ago. We left the salt-air cabin in the middle of the night, while the moon was still high and the shadows were long enough to hide a moving car. Vane was already in the back seat, staring out the window with eyes that looked like they’d forgotten how to blink."Where are we going, Caspian? You said south, but south is a big place," I said, leaning my head against the cool glass of the window."Georgia," he muttered, swinging the wheel hard to avoid a pothole in the dirt track. "I have a property outside of Savannah. It’s held under a shell company that even Helena hasn't touched in tw