Debbie's Pov
There are some decisions you make with your heart.
Others...
You make because you are simply tired.
For me, agreeing to Damian's ridiculous idea fell into the second category.
By Monday morning, I had received four more anonymous messages.
One accused me of sleeping with Professor Sullivan.
Another said I was using Damian to make the professor jealous.
Someone even claimed I had broken up a happy home.
I had stopped trying to understand how people could be so cruel.
I simply wanted it all to end.
Or at least become bearable.
I had barely settled into the office when my phone buzzed.
Damian
Lunch?
I smiled faintly.
Me
Okay.
One condition.
His reply came almost instantly.
Name it.
Hear your crazy idea properly.
There was a long pause.
Then...
Meet me behi
