(Callum)
I shouldn’t have answered the damn phone.
That was the first thought in my head as I stood alone in the parking lot long after Clara and Ethan had disappeared from sight.
The cold night air bit against my skin, but it did nothing to cool the anger burning inside me.
Or the guilt.
Or the frustration.
“A f*****g disaster,” I muttered under my breath.
I leaned back against my car and shut my eyes briefly.
One moment.
That was all it took.
One stupid moment of losing control and now Clara had seen something she wasn’t supposed to see.
Not Professor Hart.
Not the calm version of me I carefully presented inside lecture halls and labs.
No.
She’d seen Callum.
The man underneath all the restraint.
The man trying very hard not to fall apart.
I exhaled slowly before dragging
