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Her eyes mist over.

“That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

She leans forward and kisses me, her tongue gently sweeping around my mouth while her hands caress me.

I groan, low and guttural.

Chapter 36

MOLLY

I leave for school feeling a little sore as I settle into my seat and drive away.

But I am ridiculously happy.

It was a wrench leaving Enzo. We've been living in our own little bubble for the past few days, with no thought about the outside world. I wish I could retreat back to it, but then I think of my children. I know what they're like when they return to school after a break—happy and fizzing with excitement.

Kind of how I feel.

I think I'm in love. I’m not sure, but I think I am. It’s like I’m floating on air, ready to somersault through the school gates; not that I ever would, even if I could.

I drive up the road leading to the school entrance, and see a small crowd around the gates. I pause and squint. This is odd. Its busy around school time, and mornings are especially crazy because parents want to drop their kids off and rush to work, but I'm here an hour before school opens.

Someone in a high-vis jacket stops me.

I roll down my window.

“Miss Dean? Miss Turlington asked that you come in through the side entrance today.”

My stomach drops.

Why?

And then one of the people near the school gates turns and points a camera in my direction. The shock of the flash jolts through me, temporarily blinding me.

What's going on?

I quickly turn into the side entrance and go in.

When Miss T said she wanted to see me, I assumed it was something to do with Luca's project, but now, as I make my way towards her office, I feel uneasy. I tell myself I'm being paranoid, but a tiny voice in my head keeps whispering about viral videos.

Surely none of that has followed me here, has it?

I knock on the door, and enter when I hear Miss T tells me to enter. Her expression is the first indication that something is seriously wrong. That this isn't about Luca's project.

“Molly …” She lets out a sigh, and pauses, like she doesn’t know what to say.

“Miss Turlington?” I sit down with some trepidation. “What’s wrong? Why are all these people outside the school gates?”

She shakes her head, making me even more nervous.

“Oh, Molly.” She looks at me for a moment too long. “I understand there was some commotion in New York recently involving you and Enzo Knight.”

My stomach turns and my mouth turns dry. Before I can reply, Miss T asks, “He’s the young man who came here with Ms. Grech, isn't it?”

“Yes.”

“The man involved in Mr. Valizar's project.”