Lucy’s POV
“The situation looks unfavourable.”
The Dean’s words dropped like bricks on my chest. My hands went cold, and I curled them into fists on my lap, praying my heartbeat wouldn’t give away how badly I was falling apart.
Samantha sat across from me, smug, her legs crossed like she was queen of the universe. Her smirk made me want to claw it off her face.
“As if her violent outburst wasn’t enough,” Samantha chimed in, her voice smooth as poison. "Dean, let's not waste any more time on this. Lucy should be sent out this minute."
My stomach lurched. I didn’t even get a chance to defend myself before I felt Adrian’s gaze snap to me. He didn’t speak at first, but his eyes—God, his eyes—were darker than I had ever seen them. Anger. Betrayal. Or maybe both.
I swallowed, but the lump
