ZOEY
"Congratulations to all who got selected. Can the selected students please make their way to my office for proper documentation. I wish the rest of you good luck." Dr. Emerson said and walked out of the glass with the other lecturers except Professor Beaumont.
Her world was spinning and it wasn't even in a good way.
It was as though Zoey had heard wrong.
At that moment, she wanted to stalk to the front of the class, rip the laptop out of Professor Beaumont's hand and see the selection list with her eyes because there was no way in hell he came to that conclusion.
Professor Beaumont chose that very minute to walk out of the class. Zoey stared at him as he walked away, but he didn't spare her a glance.
People said their congratulations to the selected students while she sat there,
