Chapter 1 Emily’s POVI burst through the door of Dr. Dario Hale’s office fifteen minutes late, my backpack slipping off one shoulder and my heart hammering. There he was, sitting behind a desk stacked with papers, looking every bit the no-bullshit professor in his crisp button-down shirt rolled up to his elbows. His dark eyes lifted slowly from the notebook in front of him, locking onto me without a hint of surprise or welcome.“You’re late,” he said, his voice low and steady, cutting through. No hello, no bullshit pleasantries. Just that flat statement that made my stomach tighten in a way I wasn’t ready for.I dropped my bag on the chair across from him and tried to catch my breath, pushing my hair out of my face. “Yeah, sorry about that. Traffic was a nightmare and my last class ran over. It won’t happen again, I swear.”Dr. Hale leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his broad chest. The fabric of his shirt stretched tight across his shoulders, and for a second I cou
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