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Uneasy, I lean back. “What?”
“That reporter just uploadedthisto her social media account and tagged our foundation.” Sheila shoves her phone in my face.
I go cross-eyed for a second.
And then the photo becomes clear.
I gasp.
It’s a picture of Beverly holding the clump of hair I gave her. Beneath the picture, it says, ‘A mentally unstable instructor is working @SazukiFoundation. She grabbed my hair. People like her should not be taking care of disabled students’.
The world drops away until there’s just blurry chaos.
This.
Bastard.
* * *
I sit petulantlyin the chair outside of Sazuki’s office. Right after Sheila showed me the post, I got a call from Sazuki.
“I can explain,” I said.
“Go home. Immediately.”
“But—”
“I do not want to see you when I get back.”
My eyes dart to the clock on the wall.
I twiddle my thumbs.
Sazuki sounded pissed over the phone. Is he going to kick me out of the foundation? Will I not be able to graduate?
The elevator door rips apart.
Sazuki storms in, strong and formidable. One hand is in his pocket. Akira is right behind him. She’s taking urgent steps, her loose pant leg flapping. She slants me an angry look.
I don’t pay her any mind.
My entire body is turned toward Sazuki.
His jaw clenches. His eyes turn into onyx jewels when he sees me.
I stand so fast my chair almost crashes into the wall. “Mr. Sazuki.”
“I told you to go home.”
“Give me a chance to explain what happened.”
“Akira,” Sazuki growls.
The bodyguard stands in front of me, blocking my way. She looks delighted to do so.
I stand on my tiptoes to see past her shoulder. Sazuki doesn’t look back. I see him dragging his tie down his chest just as the door clicks shut.
“Do you need me to escort you to the elevator, Miss Williams?”
