After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter 5

A cheeky thought crossed her mind, and Elara couldn't resist teasing Lysander. "Why won't you look at me? Do I really look!

that bad?

Her grades were never anything impressive, but she'd always been considered quite the looker.

Growing up in a sheltered environment, she was practically untouched by sunlight, giving her that perfect, porcelain-doll complexion. If it wasn't for Asher and his bullshit, she wouldn't even be in that mess before.

Lysander finally looked her way, his voice calm. "That's not it. He seemed composed, but if one looked close enough, one could see the tips of his cars turning red.

Elara's lips curled into a smirk. I heard you're always top of the class. That true?"

Lysander shifted in his seat, feeling a little weird with how friendly she was being out of nowhere. "Uh... yeah, I guess you could say that."

"Know any good tutors you can recommend?" she asked.

She'd already decided not to rely on Asher anymore. She wasn't about to keep making the same mistakes-leaning on her dad and slacking off' in school.

Now that she had the time, she was set on pulling her grades up. And if Lysander knew someone, they had to be good.

"A tutor? I thought Asher was... Lysander trailed off. He'd heard she had a classmate tutor her, which was why Asher had spent so much time at her house.

"I let him go, she said flatly. Asher hadn't just looked down on her, he had zero patience when it came to tutoring. It was a waste of money.

Lysander raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. He studied her face, realizing she wasn't joking. To hide his unease, he took a sip of his drink before responding. "I never used a tutor. I've always studied on my own. But... if you're cool with it, I could stop by every day and help you out."

He wasn't expecting her to take him seriously. She barely even acknowledged him before tonight, and this dinner invite was already unexpected enough.

Elara's face lit up with genuine surprise. "Really?"

Lysander nodded quickly, caught off guard by how happy she looked. "Yeah, if it works for you, I'm available whenever."

that, but are you sure it won't mess with

don't worry

the high school curriculum and had a guaranteed spot at university. But to spare her feelings, he decided to keep

I'm dumb, okay? My grades suck. She sighed, thinking back to

asshole when it came to teaching her. If she didn't get something right

voice softened, reassuring. "I don't think that at all. I'll

up her fork and serve him some food. "Come an, don't be shy. Make

was already in a foul mood-he'd just found out his father had been fired and had

sitting there, eating, with the dishes already touched, his

Chapter 5

a cold glance and continued eating,

ask about Jefferson, but seeing I ysander sitting there, his irritation only grew. "What the fuck is he

distance from other guys to keep him happy Whenever Lysander came around, she'd send him away. But now she'd actually let

and met his glare. "He's my guest. You got a problem with

"What? You invite him just to get under

thought there was

her voice steady. "You're overthinking it. Asher. You just don't mean

revolved around Asher, but now all she felt was disgust. Liking someone like him would

fucking clueless, Seeing you. with someone

him.

momentarily speechless, caught off guard

expression shift slightly. Feeling awkward, she quickly added, "Don't listen to his crap. 'He's really pissed about this?' she

gave a vague "sure

walked him to the door. "Take care on your way

a short nod and left without

she found Asher had come back

though she was furious with him, she couldn't deny that his face was still annoyingly handsome, with that effortless charm that had drawn

this time, Asher wasn't playing around. His tone was serious as

ask, not wanting anyone else to know he was just the driver's son, especially not Lysander. Elara's response was icy. "Do I really need to explain

dad," Asher shot back, clearly agitated. "I'm the one who told him to do it. It wasn't his fault. If you're pissed off, take it out on