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CHAPTER 12 - PRECISE

Author: Dirty Diana
last update publish date: 2026-05-13 00:40:08

“I wanted to ask about the syllabus,” I say, which is a lie so transparent that we both know it’s a lie but the fiction of it gives us both something to stand on.

He doesn’t look up.

His pen continues its path across the paper and I stand in his doorway feeling entirely out of my depth, and the silence between us is different from the silence in the classroom – like the air in the room has thickened around the fact that we’re alone and the door is open and his cologne smells like woodsmoke and
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