Elara
"Elara—"
A gentle voice called out from behind me.
I stopped in my tracks. I turned around to see "Professor Williams?"
Professor Williams took my hand warmly, her touch gentle like a mom's. "My dear, you've been through so much."
With the pack gossip network buzzing around us like a small town after a scandal, she'd clearly figured out the messy relationships between me, my mother, and Selina.
Worry filled her expression. "Elara, don't worry. I recognized some of those girls from the videos - they were my former students. I'm heading back right now to handle this properly. If you could give me their contact information—"
Her voice was firm with determination, that protective teacher instinct fully activated.
"Professor Williams, I can't give you that inform
