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Chapter 11: Drumming heart

"Mr. Clinton, you promised to make it up to me," I reminded, my eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"I'll decide when..." He shot me a glance, dabbing his mouth with a napkin.

I furrowed my eyebrow, surprised by his response. Then I remembered my ulterior motives.

"Mr. Clinton, would you mind tutoring me today?" His expression turned thoughtful, and I held my breath.

"Which course?"

"Anatomy," I replied, barely containing my excitement.

His brow furrowed. "You are struggling with Anatomy, it's a crucial course for nursing students." I winced, feeling a twinge of embarrassment.

Did I say I was struggling with Anatomy? Well, if I don't pass the cutoff mark, 'struggling' would be an understatement.

CARRY OVER! Would knock on my door and I wouldn't want that...

"I missed the test..." I admitted, my face scrunched up in discomfort.

Luckily, I wasn't confessing to my father; I wouldn't have wanted to deal with his loud scolding.

Then a worrying thought struck me. "Mr. Clinton, please don't te
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