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Olive Conigliaro starts at a new school partway through her senior year. After developing a crush on her Creative Writing teacher, Ms. Summers, she begins to subtly pursue her. But her diminishing mental health often gets in the way. As a mandated reporter and a confidante of Olive's, Ms. Summers aids her student in treating her depression and bettering her mental health while no one else is there to help her. They become an ear and a crying shoulder toward each other and Olive's feelings seem to become mutual.
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She was supposed to be a stranger. Now she's standing at the front of my classroom. Ivy Thomas wanted a quiet start new campus, new life, nothing complicated. But that promise shatters the night she meets a woman in the bookstore dark eyes, commanding voice, the kind of beauty that leaves fingerprints on your thoughts. The next morning, that same woman walks into the lecture hall. Professor Hernández. Sharp. Brilliant. Intimidating. And completely off-limits. Her gaze lingers too long. Her words cut too close. Every rule says stay away yet every look says don't. She challenges Ivy, tests her, unravels her with nothing but a stare. Because this isn't a story about a crush. It's about the slow, dangerous pull between two women who should know better and the moment wanting her becomes something Ivy can't control. She challenges me. Intimidates me. Sees right through me. And even when I know I should walk away... I can't. Because sometimes the most forbidden love is the one that feels inevitable.

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