Chapter 161 Source Of Scandal

• The first picture is of us in the lecture hall. Right on the podium, my back against the projector screen, and Zane leaning in. The position is incriminating on all counts, there is no justification for why a student and her lecturer should be standing that close or be in that position. It is not a very clear picture and it is obvious that it was taken from behind something, like a door on the far end of the huge lecture hall. But my face can be seen, and I look guilty. I have a blush on my face and the look in my eyes is of pure yearning, it would have been embarrassing under different circumstances. My God.
• The second picture is of me at his door. Hesitant and blushing as I pull it open. The third is of us at the party from five days ago. At the bar. Then outside, Zane behind me. With my lungs laboring for air as I scroll down, I see us, illuminated by the bright overhead lights, Zane is holding me from behind. Then in another less clear picture where it is obvious that we have gone into the darker areas, I am straddling him in between my legs as we are captured in a passionate kiss.
• I drop the phone with a gasp. Stunned beyond words. I can't believe this is how we become public to the world. These pictures and the ensuing articles paint such a dirty scandalous picture that I can't even breath. I feel like I am suffocating or drowning or both. It is an awful awful feeling. God, I could throw up.