JESSICA'S POV
My whole face felt hot all the way back to my dorm. Dominic's words bounced around in my head. An unusual defensive move. I won't be so surprised. The way he'd looked at me... it wasn't just professor-student. It was something else, something that made my stomach twist and my skin feel too tight.
I couldn't go back to that class. Ever. The shame was a living thing crawling under my skin. But a worse feeling started to creep in, icy and sharp. The feeling of eyes on my back. Not the normal stares from classmates. This felt... hunting. On purpose.
I kept glancing over my shoulder, my heart doing a nervous tap-dance against my ribs. The campus pathways were busy, but every shadow between buildings, every person walking just a little too slowly behind me, made my breath cat
