Ayla POV I thought it would be easier to write since I can read, but it's actually more difficult because even though I see the image and know what it means, my hand doesn't seem to want to obey me and make the strokes look right.The professor is being very patient with me, perhaps Soren ordered him to treat me like this because he feels guilty about the attack I suffered. Victor and Soren tell me it wasn't supposed to happen, but it's hard to believe.Although this teacher had already shown himself to be more attentive in the first lesson, I've noticed some things about him that are very familiar, and I don't know if he's doing it on purpose to show me. The first thing I see is that he has some scars, which could be battle scars, but on his wrist, there is something that looks like a code tattoo, but

Victor POV  When I entered the room, I saw something different. Soren is sitting at the table and Ayla is in front of him. In between them is a board and they are playing checkers. It's not an extremely complicated game, but it certainly requires excellent logical thinking. He's a little more relaxed and although it's almost imperceptible, I notice that Ayla is leaning back in her chair a little more, which indicates that she's genuinely interested.I also noticed that Ayla's stitches had been changed, Soren hadn't explained anything to me, just that he needed me to deal with things in the afternoon, as he was going to be spending time with Ayla.Soren looks up and smiles at me, while Ayla is thinking about her next move. I approached them carrying the food trolley.

Ayla POV Strïth is gently stroking my hair and I feel my body relax, I know he's not forcing it that he really cares, although I've never had much doubt about that...I've never been able to reciprocate properly, I've always been too afraid of opening up and simply being broken again. I raise my head and meet his gaze on me and there is all the love he feels for me and I knew at that moment that I needed to reciprocate.I stand on my tiptoes and then brush my lips against his, letting his taste invade my mouth. He's surprised, but it's a good thing, so I open my lips slightly, indicating that I want more than just a chaste kiss.I feel him squeeze my waist, conflicted about how to react, but I insist and even get the tip of my tongue to his lips and St

Soren POV Ayla is lying on the floor, her eyes closed, her chest rising and falling slowly, her expression tired but also satisfied. I take a deep breath because I want to touch her, but I won't, I would never do it without her consent.Strïth was very creative in his ways of making Ayla come, but what annoys me most is knowing that he took all the credit, when I was the one who kept him on the right track, balancing his instincts... I had to stop him several times, but Ayla won't know that any time soon.'Stop complaining, you've won something too.' Strïth said, outraged. 'Although we can't read her thoughts, now you'll be able to understand her feelings better.'I rolled my eyes and calmly began to get dressed and then to dress Ayla, taking care

Ayla POV I can feel the gaze of the employees in this sector, although there are only a few of them, they had all gotten used to Ayla who didn't mind seeing me wearing an outfit like mine and my gaze was no longer blank or distant.I don't pay attention, but I know that as I walk they whisper something, Soren couldn't bring me to class because he had a very important meeting and so Victor is the one accompanying me.Surely he must notice the change in people too, but he doesn't care, just as I don't either. When he knocks on the door and I enter, I see that Professor Liddicoat is already there. As usual, he must already have the whole lesson prepared.As soon as he sees me, I see a genuine smile spread across his face. I think he's the most genuine and one