The dean’s office felt suffocating.
Emma sat rigidly in the wooden chair, hands clasped tightly in her lap. Professor Kane sat beside her, close but not touching. The dean, Dr. Margaret Ellis, was reviewing the printed screenshots and video stills on her desk with a grim expression.
The silence stretched for what felt like forever.
Dr. Ellis finally looked up, removing her glasses. “This is deeply concerning. Two students. Compromising videos. Allegations of favoritism and abuse of power. Professor Kane, you understand the seriousness of these accusations.”
Kane’s voice was steady, but Emma could hear the tension beneath it. “I do. The relationship with Miss Sinclair is consensual and began before I knew she was my student. I take full responsibility for the lapse in judgment. However,
