HAZEL
He exhales sharply.
“The time and energy you’re using to fight me, you could be using it for something better. I thought you’d come in here asking to enrol online. Study something you actually like. Something you’re actually good at instead of failing courses at community college.”
My hands tremble.
“Your name is buried in debt,” he says coldly. “A lot of debt. There is no glamorous life out there. No perfect life. No happy life you’re running back to.”
He straightens.
“So stop with this nonsense,” he finishes. “And get the f**k out of my office.”
I stare at him, eyes narrowed, mouth slightly open. I can’t believe he said that to me.
As he was shouting, he leaned closer over the desk. Now we’re frozen like that, staring at each other across it. My whole body is shaking, hunge
