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Chapter Twenty Six

Adaline Point of View

"Are you sure?" I stare at the Dean, and I nod.

"Well that is good, because, Miss Vulkov, you are one of our best professors, and I have meaning to ask you to use your holiday days, and now, here you are, asking to use it, we al need to take a br - " She says, and I, naturally tune her out.

I stare at her, a black woman who was made Dean at a young age, as at last month, she was my mentor, all through my years at NYU, she has been my mentor, but here I am, giving absolutely no fucks, just needing to be out of here. I glance at my outfit, and know I have truly hit rock bottom, becuase I am wearing joggers and a shirt, the faded shirt I wear to sleep everynight, for the past nine years, but she doesn't notice the disaster I am, perks of being a good person, it sets a good record.

you are a fake

I grit my teeth, nodding as she speaks, probably of my praises.

"I am delighted, and will ask you to take as much time as you need, months even, you are one of the best, the
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