Seraphina's POV
Professor Bauer softened his tone, pulling me back from my thoughts. "Look, Sera, I know the kid usually acts like an arrogant bastard, but this time he's standing on the right side of the truth. Don't blame me for speaking up for him. I know things have been... volatile between you two lately. This is his way of admitting he was wrong, isn't it?"
I didn't answer.
Admitting he was wrong? In Mortimer's dictionary, that word doesn't exist.
To me, this wasn't an apology. It was the biological reflex of a predator whose territory had been insulted. Vivian's mistake wasn't attacking me—it was using his name, his company, and his reputation as the fuel for her fire. She crossed his red line, and Mortimer doesn't let anyone live after they do that.
But I wasn't surprised Baue
