Chapter 145 Not Good Enough

• [Anthrose’s POV]
• I sit in the living room, listening to the chatter that is taking place, but not registering anything that is said. Although I know I should be focusing on this stuff since it involved our saving Diego and Rosalie, all my mind could stay on was Chanel.
• Fuck. This was frustrating, but it was something that needed to be done; after all, there was just no way that we could ever be together. Not only because she was my pupil and I was her teacher, but because, as someone with no title or anything to promise, I didn’t deserve her.