Evelyn's p.o.v.
Apart from putting his pen down, he remains silent, but something lurks on his face, a softening of his features. I can’t explain what it means. My mind is clouded. Sebastian stands up and rounds the desk, but he doesn’t approach me.
“You’re mad, right? You’re mad because they touched me, aren’t you?", I blinked my eyes at him, he still didn't reply, only staring at me with that same half-amused and half-angry expression. " You have to be. You have to be angry and…and jealous, because I’m angry. I’m so f*****g angry that I can’t think straight.” I took a step closer to him with each word and now come to stand before him. His smell invades my lungs and I shiver. “You never talk to students. You are never nice to them. So why were you being nice to those girls? I don’t ev
