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"Are we?"

Her eyes widened, her mouth forming the shape of an 'O' as she gazed at me.

"Well, last night, you seemed pretty happy when I was sucking your dick," she shot back, and I cringed at her words.

"Vada, I'm working. You should be too. I'll see you tonight."

I know I was dismissive, but I didn't care. Vada measured our relationship by sex—and anyone could have sex. I didn't love her—never had. So maybe I needed to end it, once and for all.

"You know we have something good. Don't let me go, Evan. Girls like me are hard to find."

She turned and walked away, her heels clicking on the floor whilst I buried my head in my hands.

I was thirty; maybe I needed to settle down. But then I remembered Jain, and everything fell apart.

Jain.

I'd marry her in an instant.

I felt incredibly guilty then because Vada wasn't a bad person, and wedidget on. The sex was good, but that was where it ended. We had just fallen into a groove, and I had been licking my wounds after Jain refused to speak to me.

My heart ached at the memory, and I tried not to think about it.

Flashback...

"Jain!"

She turned, her smile disappearing when she saw me. My stomach dropped—what had I done that was so wrong?

"Sir?" she smiled politely, waving to her friends that she would be one minute.

"You aren't answering my calls—"

She put her hand on my chest, stopping me in my tracks. Her eyes burned into mine when she spoke softly.

"I'm moving away. It's for the best. You need to meet someone your age...not your student. I'm sorry, Mr Silver."

I noticed her friends watching us closely as I forced a smile on my face, disguising the heartbreak.

"Can you at least tell me why? Do you not love me anymore?" I asked in a low voice, trying to prevent my hands from dragging her into my classroom and demanding an explanation.

"Because we would never work. Not in the real world."

"You didn't deny that you still loved me," I choked out, my chest aching with pain.

She nodded then, and her eyes softened.

"I'll always love you. You're my first love."

"I want to be your last." I hissed when she flinched slightly.

"I know. Take care, Sir."

She held my gaze for a moment before turning and walking away.

The rage I felt was uncontrollable, and I struggled not to run after her there and then, fuck the job.

But I didn't.