Eleonore’s POV

Thomas’s warning had left me paranoid over finals week, doubling my stress but somehow, someway, I managed to pull through. I was a bit worse for wear and run ragged, but the first semester of university was over, and we were allowed to start choosing our courses for the next semester.

Professor Sanderson had given me back my final project with a proud smile and told me I had some real talent and that he was hoping to see me for his next class, and ...