Page 115 of My Professor


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“If you hate your life so much, why don’t you change it?”

“Ask yourself the same question.”

“We’re talking about you.”

He smiles. “I’m good at deflecting.”

I roll my eyes. “Are you going to get help?”

“I told you, I don’t have a problem.”

“What does Emmett think?”

“Emmett has enough on his plate without having to worry about me. My father will be in town next week…”

Even I shiver at the thought.

“Want to meet him?” he asks lightly.

I laugh and shake my head because the idea is absolutely absurd, and then once the shock of it burns away, I know my answer is still no. Strange considering how much I longed to meet him when I was a child. I would have given anything to have him join my mother and me at Dunlany, but the events of the last few weeks have proved to me that on occasion, it’s best to leave well enough alone. Frédéric can’t heal the wounds of my past. He can’t bring back my mother. I think back on how Emmett treated me the night I met him—the words I’ll never be able to erase from my memory—and I know I won’t willingly put myself through an experience like that again. It’s not worth the risk.

“I’d rather not, if that’s okay.”

Alexander nods, not pressing the subject.

“Should I get you back to work?” he says before standing.

“Yes. I’m leaving town for a wedding this weekend, but when I get back, I’ll text you. We can go for coffee.”

“Emmett too,” he adds.

“Emmett too.” I nod, already looking forward to it.

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