me, I couldn't stand to see you with that girl. I don't care that you didn't feel anything and that you weren't interested. It still hurt like hell. I'll have to do something about Ethan. Get rid of him somehow."
"Yeah, you have to do that. I don't know what I'll do if I see him touch you when I know I can't do it." Anger clouded his eyes, making him look dangerous and lethal.
"That's... nice." I smiled. "But you'll have to come up with an alibi because there was a murder nearby and the victim's element is conveniently missing."
"Awesome." Adrian rolled his eyes. "I'll be the main suspect again. Typical."
"The girl at the club could testify that you were there at the time of the murder." And if I found out who she was, I might set a part of her on fire just to make sure she never comes near Adrian again.
"She was drunk." He shrugged. "I bet she wouldn't even remember me. I have more chances to talk Alan into helping me out and lying for me."
"Yeah, but Alan is your guardian. The police would expect him to lie." I frowned.
"Sure, but Alan has to stay here and he needs me if he hopes to have any influence over you. He still hopes he'll get a proof of our relationship, so he could persuade some people to say they were with me."
"I'm surprised he didn't record your conversations. Wouldn't your word be enough proof?" Alan was sneaky, but his plans usually lacked in execution. Yet I wasn't looking forward to the day he figured out I had the disease. For keeping that piece of information to himself I'd have to give him the vice presidency.
"Nope. Don't you get it that no one trusts a magic disease carrier's word?" He gave me a deadpan look. "Everyone treats you like a normal person, so you have no clue what it feels like to be a known carrier."
"Whatever. At least your carrier status got you a room at the end of the hall. Thank God there isn't anyone who could overhear us behind the wall." There were two empty rooms on each side of Adrian's room because the dean was paranoid. "Did you hear about the new law, by the way?"
He shook his head.
"You might want to look for the obscure article about it on the net, but I warn you, you'll be pissed off." I glanced at the alarm clock on Adrian's nightstand. "Shit, we're going to be late for class."
"I'm not going," he said, hopping off the windowsill and grabbing his phone.
"Why the hell not?" I cocked an eyebrow at him. "It would be suspicious if you didn't show up in class exactly the day after that guy was murdered."
"Not for me." Amusement flickered in his eyes. "At least my reputation would be intact in that aspect."
"Oh, come on!" I groaned, wishing I could grab his hand and take him with me. "If you get kicked out of here, we'll never be able to see each other."
That got his attention because he grimaced. "But I have to find out what that new law is all about."
"Umm, we have the net in class. You can be there and still do whatever you want. I don't think the professor will notice." A good portion of the students were playing online games or visiting social pages during class, so I didn't think Adrian would get in trouble. This university was much different from the University of Magic, but then again, the latter was much more renown.
"Fine. I'll browse the net while you listen to one of the most boring lectures ever." He grinned.
"It's not boring at all!" I said, aware that he was teasing me. "You just never pay attention."
"Of course not. You'll help me to pass the exam, so I don't need to take notes or anything." He came closer, stopping a couple of inches away from me, a playful smile on his lips.
"Whatever you say.” I liked the idea, but I wasn't sure I'd be able to spend enough time with him. "I'll leave first so no one suspects anything. See you in class."
"I'm looking forward to it." He winked at me before I closed the door.
My good mood was ruined when I saw Ethan taking a seat in one of the front rows. Lowering my head, I hurried past him and
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