The Readers

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Present Day

Lesso's POV

I woke up, and for three seconds, I was happy. Then I remembered that my dreams of Dovey were no longer valid. They were, in fact, just dreams. It has been several years since we broke up, but the pain was still the same.

It is the first day, and there will be readers today. There hasn't been a reader since... well... me.

Every year is hard enough standing next to Clarissa, but it is worse when students force me to be around her more.

"Excuse me, ma'am," the new reader said to me. I turned to her.

(The scene with her and Sophie in the school for evil. I don't want to quote the whole thing.)

Later, we were in the hall. Clarissa and I walked out and faced each other.

"Grace and beauty first." She said.

"Well, if you insist, Clarissa..." I say, taking a step.

"So glad you agree." She cuts me off and steps ahead. 

She introduces herself to the students, and then I do the same. The Ever boy princes do their little whatever they call it. After, one of my students begins to fight the future king. Clarissa commented, to which I replied,

"If we're going do this, we might as well do it right." So then,  I offer my student magical assistance to level the playing field.

My student lost, and little miss sunshine rubbed it in my face. Then, the schoolmaster gave a little speech, and of course, the readers have to cause a problem for Clarissa and me.

Later that night, Clarissa dragged me to the library. We discussed the readers and how the balance was off in the world. I left the room and went to my office; thoughts of her swarmed my thoughts. I wished I could go back and fix things. After all, I am the one that ruined everything. I hurt Clarissa, and she made it clear she could not forgive me. So why try?


Dovey's POV

Lesso walked out of the library. It irritated me more than I could say. Typical Lesso is always running from problems and the truth, running from me. All those years ago, she broke my heart and gave up on us. She walked away without an ounce of remorse. 

The following day, I had classes to teach. I focused on my lectures and tried to leave the past in the past. Between classes, however, I thought only of her.

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