PROFESSOR BLACK (ZED) POV
She was staring at me.
Quiet. Waiting.I could feel it like pressure on my skin.
I rested my hands on the wheel, trying to breathe normally after everything that just happened, but I knew it already….
I wasn’t getting out of this.
“What happened to me in school is not an accident… right?”
Her voice wasn’t shaky.It wasn’t loud.
It was steady… painfully steady.That made it worse.
My jaw clenched. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to steady my breath. How the hell do I tell her that everything… every damn thing… was because of me?
How do I explain the shitstorm tied to my name?
“Zed…” she whispered.
I opened my eyes.
She looked so small in the passenger seat…confused, scared, but still looking at me like I could fix things instead of the one breaking t
