When Prof. Ivy stepped up to the podium, the whole room held its breath — and then Nina Wynn walked in like he owned the place. Their eye contact? Electric. The way she tapped her fingers while thinking? He noticed. In His Karma for Dumping Her, every glance feels loaded with history. You can feel the tension simmering beneath the academic surface. This isn't just a lecture — it's a reunion disguised as academia. And I'm here for every second of it.