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

like they'd just uncovered some scandalous

chat was on fire with speculation: [Could it be

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

Asher in every imaginable way-who'd somehow ended

changing out of his gym clothes, Asher stormed out, frustration written

but being so thoroughly upstaged by someone he'd never considered

close behind, wanting to say something to make him feel better, but they were just as stunned as Minutes ago, they would've sworn that Lysander would never give Elara the time of day But

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

no matter what Elara Asher would never waver. He was supposed to be a

suddenly stepping in, it was like the

Deest

try hard enough. If we'd cheered him on today, then who knows. As Elara stepped out of the gym, her friends pounced on her with curious stares. "Elara, did you know Lysander

gave a slight

the way Lysander had looked at her,

head, a small, knowing smile on her

her pursuit of Lysander had everything to do with stuff

now, she had no clue. After everything with Asher, she wasn't about to make

curious faces, Elara shrugged. "Relax, it's just that our families know

nodded, acting like it suddenly made sense, but one of them couldn't resist asking. "So, is it true your family's,

a rich old guy, huh?" Elara cut in, deadpan,

they'd heard-how she'd been seen getting picked up from school in a fancy

chuckled softly. "You can think whatever the hell you want. It doesn't change

thing was ridiculous. Like I need some guy to take care of me! Please, she thought

some girls from other classes, Elara

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

of her turned around with a sarcastic grin. "We lost the game, and you're still in such

clearly trying to get a rise

the game, not me. Why shouldn't I be in

just

don't tell me you're

frustration, and he snapped his

back into the classroom with

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