“Why are you fighting it?” “You know damn well.” He stepped closer, backing me against the wall. “I’m not one of your goddamn classmates, Lilia. I’m your professor. Your future would be destroyed. You’d be kicked out and sent home to whatever life you were living, and I’d be here, hating the fact that I fucked you up. That I took everything from you.” “That’s only if we get caught,” I whispered.
