Then he turned to me.
Your full name is Emily Carter, right?
“Yes.
He looked at me for too long.
I didn’t like that look.
Is your father Daniel Carter?
I frowned.
“Yes. Why?
For a moment, something changed on his face.
But he immediately regained his composure.
“For nothing. You can go.
After that, it happened again.
Over and over again.
Almost after every class.
“Emily, stay a minute.
Emily, I need to talk to you.
But every time the other students finally left, he asked me some unimportant questions about my work or just said,
-Okay. You can go.
One afternoon, s. my friend Sarah laughed and commented:
“That man definitely caught your eye.
I laughed too.
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But something inside me was frozen.
Because I had already noticed something else.
Professor Hayes used to watch me from the other side of the university yard.
And not in a normal way.
It was like I was looking for something on my face.
Once I even saw him talking on the phone.
When I passed him, I heard him say quietly:
“Yes… it’s definitely her.
That night I almost didn’t sleep.
The following week, things became even stranger.
When the class was over, everyone left.
I picked up my bag, too, but he said,
“Emily. Hold on. Wait.
By then, I was already fed up.
