Asher wanted to respond respectfully, but when he glanced at Lucy, he saw the annoyance flashing in her eyes.
She looked like she wanted to tear Lyka apart—definitely not a good sign.
This was the disadvantage of her ability: she could smell lust from blood and had picked up on the teacher's sexual attraction to her boyfriend.
"I'm not asking for permission," Asher said, taking control of the situation as he set the pen down slowly. "I've made up my mind."
Lyka stepped into the room and closed the door behind her.
"You can't just walk away. You've got a future. Don't throw it all away over one girl. She might be spoiling you right now, but what if she leaves you? Education is still important. Don't do something you'll regret later."
Asher was speechless. 'Why do I feel like I'm the woman here?'
Her words were meant for girls who'd lost their way, not someone like him.
