He used that tone that always made me feel like a child being lectured. Except this time, it was different.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Are you avoiding me Violets\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shook my head quickly and pulled the sweet from my lips. \u201cOh, I was just trying to study alone,\u201d I said, forcing my voice to sound normal, even though inside I was screaming.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roman\u2019s gaze lingered on me, making my skin prickle. He had always paid more attention to me than to the other students, and I knew it was because I used to be Matthew\u2019s girlfriend. But why was he here now, talking to me so casually? Especially when I wasn\u2019t with Matthew anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that so?\u201d he murmured.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I nodded, desperate to end this. My eyes darted to the clock on the wall, and I seized my chance. \u201cWould you look at the time,\u201d I said, faking a laugh. \u201cI have to go. I have a meeting with my brother.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I bent down and stuffed my notes into my bag in a rush, the papers crumpling, and my fingers trembling. I stood, bowed my head slightly to avoid his stare, and muttered, \u201cGoodbye, sir.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned to leave, already starting to feel relieved, until a cold hand closed firmly around mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gasped, my breath caught in my throat. I turned my head back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes locked with mine as he asked. \u201cAre you avoiding me, Violet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Huh? Yes, I had been avoiding him, but why did he sound like that? My eyes snapped to his face, searching for something, and only then did I notice it. I had been too desperate to run before to realize how dark his eyes were.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Was I overthinking it? In that moment, I could\u2019ve sworn he wasn\u2019t looking at me like a professor watching his student. It felt more like a man about to lose something he couldn\u2019t bear to let go of.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My throat went dry. \u201cMr. Roman\u2026?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was about to ask him what was going on when the sudden vibration in my other hand startled me. My phone rang, Sebastian\u2019s name lighting up the screen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wasn\u2019t lying earlier, I really was supposed to meet my brother. He was probably already waiting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I lifted my eyes to Roman. He still hadn\u2019t let go of my hand. For a moment, he just stared at me, then slowly released me, his fingers slipping away. I coughed lightly, as if to clear the tension.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cExcuse me,\u201d I muttered, answering the call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSebastian, I\u2019m on my-\u2018\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, is this Violet? Sebastian\u2019s sister?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I froze. The voice was deep, and unfamiliar. It was definitely not Sebastian. My stomach dropped.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
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