Debbie's Pov
I should have listened to Damian.
He told me not to look.
He warned me that nothing good would come from reading anonymous posts written by people who had nothing better to do.
But curiosity really is a dangerous thing.
I sat on my bed that Friday morning, phone in my hand, staring at another notification from the anonymous campus page.
My heart sank before I even opened it.
The first thing I saw was a picture of Damian and I walking out of the ice cream shop the previous evening.
He was laughing.
I was smiling.
It looked... normal.
Two friends hanging out.
Until I read the caption.
"Looks like Professor Sullivan has finally been replaced."
Beneath it was another line.
"That was fast."
I felt sick.
I didn't bother reading the comments this time.
I already kne
