Will’s P.O.V.
Iva’s chest rises and falls quickly and her entire body gets tensed as I hold her tightly from behind.
I press my forehead gently against the back of her head as I murmur, “I’ll do whatever you say, but I’m not leaving you, Professor. Not when you need me the most. And I’ll prove to you that I love you.”
The words I speak, God, I mean every single one. This time, I’m not leaving her, no matter what.
Maybe she doesn’t trust those words yet. Maybe she won’t believe them for a long time.
But I’ll say them again if I have to.
I’ll show her again if I have to.
Every day.
Every moment.
“Let me go, Will." She pushes me away with all her strength she has.
I shake my head after stepping in front of her. "No. No, Iva.” Then I again pull her into my arms. “I’m not letting you
