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Alyssa I stood up quickly, my chair scraping the floor as I called after Pamela. “Wait!” I shouted, but she had already disappeared out of the café door. Before I could rush after her, I felt a strong hand grip my arm, stopping me in my tracks. I turned, meeting Tom’s determined gaze. My heart lurched, but not from longing or regret—it was pure anger. “Let go of me, Tom!” I snapped, jerking my arm away from his grasp. “We have nothing to talk about. I already told you, I’m done. You and Elvie deserve each other—cheaters, both of you!” His face darkened as he let out a heavy sigh, and for a second, I thought he might apologize. But instead, his next words cut deeper than I expected. “Why? Is this because you’re trying to impress our new professor now? Flirting with him to make me jeal