Chapter 15
I walked toward my mother’s office door, then hesitated. After a brief pause, I turned back and headed to my own office instead.
That was when I saw Trisha seated in front of my desk, elbows on her knees, fingers massaging her cheeks.
I approached her slowly, lifting my hand toward her face, but she flinched immediately, rising to her feet before I could get close.
“You want to add to the pain I’m already feeling…” she said sharply, stepping back. “Just know I’ll expose you very soon.”
My jaw tightened. “... I didn’t mean to.”
But she wasn’t listening.
“Mrs. Evelyn Cross, your mentor will be here soon,” she announced coldly, then turned on her heel and stormed out.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I made my way to my chair.
It seemed the slap had finally
