Sam's POV
The dean's office was fairly centrally located within Frasier Hall. It was on the top floor, with a view of the sprawling campus beneath. It seemed a little pompous, but he couldn't deny he liked the view and the solitude.
However, it was time for a break.
Sam closed the laptop he was using to send a series of banal emails and stepped out from behind his desk.
The library could provide a welcome respite to his mental fog.
He listened to the echo of his shoes in the hall, sounding in time with the echo in his chest.
He didn't just need respite from the brain numbing work he was doing today. He needed rest from dreaming of Ophelia. Day and night, he got no peace from thoughts of her. It was ridiculous, and it was shameful.
It had gone as far as looking up her file, trying to
