AMARA'S POV
It’s been a week.
One long, suffocating week since I last saw Professor Black.
The only time I see him now is during lectures, and even then, his face gives nothing away…just a blank expression, no trace of that dark spark that once set my whole body on edge. He doesn’t even look at me the same way anymore. That piercing gaze that used to feel like a silent claim is gone, replaced by something colder… distant.
I’ve been hanging out with Daniel a lot lately. He’s funny and keeps me distracted, but every time he talks, my mind drifts somewhere else…to him. It’s pathetic. I thought I’d forget Professor Black by now, but somehow, I miss him more.
And worse, I can’t get that picture Nina showed me out of my head….the one of him tucking me in bed that night.
So it wasn’t a dre
