Rory's POV
“Part of me coming here is because of you.” His words hung in the stillness of the classroom, spoken with such calm certainty that for a moment, I thought I had misheard him.
I looked up sharply, my heart stumbling in my chest. Dante’s gaze was unwavering. His posture didn’t change.
“What?” My voice cracked slightly.
“Part of me coming here…” His eyes narrowed, almost like he was weighing each word before releasing it. “…is because of you.”
I stared at him, unable to breathe. My mind twisted, scrambling for meaning.
“You knew me?” I asked, my words choking on my throat..
He didn’t look away. “I’ve known you before you were born.”
The air punched out of my lungs. “Huh?” I gasped, the sound ungraceful.
How could that even make sense?
He leaned back slightly, his arms fo
