IAN’s POV:
I wished I could wrap her in my arms.
Emma was so upset that day, barging into my classroom and asking me if I had slept with Erica. She had no care in the world that we were inside the f*****g school building.
What would have happened if someone had heard us?
If we were anywhere else in the world, I would have put her in my arms in a heartbeat. If I was anyone but her teacher, I would have hold her tight, kiss her forehead, and tell her that with Erica it all meant nothing. I only went for Erica because I couldn’t get to her. And the only thing that mattered to me was her.
I wished I could stop those tears from falling, but I couldn't.
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Several days had passed since then, and Emma
