Lucy's Pov
The air felt like it could snap in half, seriously; one could practically taste the panic.
I bolted, brain on autopilot, heart doing this wild drum solo in my chest. Slammed down behind Adrian’s kitchen counter so fast my knees smacked the tile.Pressed myself against the cabinets, hoping maybe the darkness would just eat me up and spit me out somewhere safer.
And of course, because my luck’s garbage, I had barely covered my hair over my face before Adrian barged in and threw the door open.
And there he was.
The Dean.
He stepped inside with that measured, calm authority that could silence an entire lecture hall. His presence was suffocating, his voice even more so when he said, “Adrian, we need to talk.”
My lungs were heavy from holding my breath.
Adrian nodded, masking h
