Chapter 22: Start Counting your Good-days Back

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Closing my eyes and taking deep breaths I tried to calm myself while my hand curled up in a fist. “See… if I wouldn’t have pointed it out, you could’ve pulled me on to you and let me have my way with you. Isn't it right? You think you can f**k me like you’ve been f*****g other professors for better grade—” He was so out of line. I bit my inner cheek to not wanting to do it but slapped him once again taking him aback. He snapped his head in my direction but I pushed him off the bed with all my strength. He fell right off when I screamed in anger. “Get out you sick man! Don’t ever try to ramble about me when you know nothing! Jerk of a professor.” I yelled but my voice cracked at the end as a lone tear roll down my cheek which I wiped away hastily. The trail followed but he was fuming wi

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