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Afterward, Flora went to bed, claiming she was tired. I asked her to gather more information on this topic, and she said she'd talk to her teacher and request her private notes.
I felt hopeful once more.
Maybe I could find a way out of this mess?
I had been tossing and turning on my mattress; it was already midnight, and everyone had fallen asleep except for me.
"Why did Atticus pay her fees on my behalf?" I questioned myself as I sat up on the mattress after giving up on trying to fall asleep.
"Maybe Flora is onto something. He might be regretting his decision to reject me," I offered as an explanation. It seemed reasonable. Another sign that he might not be entirely truthful when he claimed to feel nothing for me was how possessive and jealous he acted whenever he sa
