Sarah Pov
My heart thudded in my chest as I stood outside Xavier’s office. The polished wood door felt like a barrier between my world and his between the girl I thought I was and the man who’d turned everything upside down. I could still feel the warmth of his touch from that night, the way his eyes seemed to see straight into me.
But now? Now, I had to face him, not as the man who’d made me feel alive, but as my professor.
I raised my hand to knock, but my knuckles hovered, trembling. What if this ruins everything?
“Come in,” his deep, steady voice called from inside, making my breath catch.
I pushed the door open, stepping into a room that was all sleek, powerful, and intimidating. The walls were lined with shelves full of books that looked barely touched, and the scent of leather
