After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter 22

The whole school was buzzing with gossip: Elara had gotten involved with some older guy

But just when everyone thought they had it figured out, Lysander threw a curveball and declared he was going after her too.

Nobody ever imagined lysander would have to chase anyone. Normally, a tilt of his head was all it took to have people scrambling to get his attention.

When Crispin shot him a look of disbeliel, Lysander raised an eyebrow. "What's your deal? Got something to say?"

"Me? No way!" Crispin replied, scrambling to sound casual. No way in hell he was about to voice his real opinion.

He was just stunned that it was Elara who'd caught Lysander's eye. It hit him like a ton of bricks-everything he'd done today was aimed at someone Lysander was interested in.

Suddenly remembering the snarky comments he'd tossed around earlier, Crispin wished the ground would just swallow himm

"Lysander, man, I had no ideal" he blurted out, sounding almost panicked. "If I'd known. I wouldn't have said all that crap to

hert

Lysander just gave a lazy shrug. "Doesn't matter. She's not into you, anyway."

Crispin blinked, taken aback. "Well, shit. That was straight to the point, he thought.

But then he noticed how serious Lysander looked, and his curiosity got the better of him. "So, uh... how's it going with her! Making any headway?"

Lysander let out a frustrated sigh. "She hasn't fallen for me, if that's what you're asking. He was being blunt. Even though he was her tutor now, he believed Elara clearly hadn't developed any feelings for him.

In his eyes, it was obvious her heart was still hung up on Asher. Lysander knew well he might just be a pawn in her little game to get a rise out of Asher,

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But as long as he could be of some use to her, he wasn't going to complain. Being close to her was enough for him, at least for

HOW.

Crispin followed Lysander's gaze over to where Elara stood gracefully in the crowd, her eyes locked in their direction.

The way she'd been calling out earlier, he'd almost believed she was one of Lysander's biggest fans. Now, though, it was clear Lysander was the one doing the admiring

uncovered some

speculation: [Could it be true? Was Lysander actually

head over heels for Asher, practically throwing herself at him, and he didn't even give a damn. He couldn't be bothered to

in every imaginable way-who'd somehow ended up

gym clothes, Asher stormed out, frustration written all over his

someone he'd never considered a

as stunned as Minutes ago, they would've sworn that Lysander would never give Elara the time of day But there he was, making his interest

lost his damn mind? Is he seriously into Elara' How

of shock and something else-jealousy, maybe. She'id always figured that no matter what Elara

like

Deest

Maybe we just didn't try hard enough. If we'd cheered him on today, then who knows. As

a

dating? They'd seen the way Lysander had looked at her, with something more than just casual interest, and now their imaginations

head, a small, knowing smile on her lips. "No,

they were engaged. But her pursuit of Lysander had everything to do with

everything with Asher, she wasn't about to

"Relax, it's just that our families know each other, so

them couldn't resist asking. "So, is it true your family's, like,

by a rich old guy, huh?" Elara cut in, deadpan, not even

group looked a bit sheepish, probably thinking about the rumors they'd heard-how she'd been seen getting picked up

the hell you want. It doesn't change anything

ridiculous. Like I need some guy to take care of me! Please,

with some girls from other classes, Elara headed back to her own

walked in, she felt all eyes on her, but she was used to that by now. She casually took her

front of her turned around with a sarcastic grin. "We lost the

one of Asher's teammates, clearly trying to get

"Well, you lost the

special just because Lysander gave you

tell me you're

his mouth shut,

few minutes later, Asher came back into the classroom with

a las Grugged on the wit the most grannaly set the how of

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