✤ Sera ✤
I had never been this nervous in my entire life. Not during exams, not during presentations, not even the first time I ever stepped into Professor Thorne’s classroom. Nothing compared to this feeling, this tight, fluttering pressure in my chest that made it hard to breathe properly. The closer I got to his house in the Old Quarter, the worse it became. I followed the GPS without really seeing the street names. The houses all looked similar: quiet, elegant, and older than anything near campus. Trees lined the sidewalks, their branches twisting overhead like they had been growing there forever.
“This is insane,” I whispered as the navigation announced I had reached my destination. I slowed the car in front of the pale brick townhouse, his townhouse, and felt my fingers tighten on
