Chapter Seventeen
Sofia whirled around to find Professor Shipley standing in the office doorway, watching her.
"Professor," she said, startled by his presence. She was mortified at the possibility that he had overheard her conversation with Ian.
"I have some questions on your newest attempt," he lifted the revised report she had printed.
With the air of a prisoner bravely facing the gallows, Sofia followed him back into the office. All of them ended up working late to appease Professor Shipley's expectations. The whole time, Sofia thought about how nice it might have been to go out to dinner with Ian.
By the time she made it to her flat that evening she was exhausted, starving, aching, and soaking wet. Her normal walk home had been plagued by the drizzling rain, which had added shiver
