Japheth
The moment I stepped into the house, it felt like my lungs were finally free and that I could finally breathe in fresh air. I immediately loosened my tie and flung it to the side, my heart still pounding in my chest wildly.
It felt like the tables had turned. Like I was the one who was being targeted. Aaron Martinez was nothing like what I read in his file. He was a different shade of dangerous.
It was like he could see through me. Through my facade. Through my lies. He reminded me of Jackson and it only gave me a bigger headache. The way he stared at me and spoke to me was nothing like how a student should speak to a professor.
It didn't help that I was nervous around him. I knew how to compose myself, but under his gaze, it felt like I was being unraveled without even trying.
