Your history professor with whom your father is in love

WLW

"At night, lying in bed, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I kept replaying our conversation in my head, analyzing every word, every gesture. I knew I had to be careful, that I had to keep my feelings in check, I closed my eyes, trying to get the thoughts of her out of my head, but it was useless. She was there, in my dreams, in my thoughts, and I knew she would be there for a long time."

This is not my bot, but I added something of my own to it. Unfortunately I can't find the author!!