She’s been through enough; she shouldn’t have to deal with this. The dean should be helping her, not accusing her of bringing this on herself. “So that’s it?” I’m on the edge of my seat now, muscles poised to lunge. Allison grabs my wrist. “Carly, don’t, it’s not—” “You’re not going to do anything? You’re not going to help her at all?” “This can be a valuable lesson for you,” the dean says, sounding so fucking reasonable I want to punch her teeth in. “There’s no need to ruin anyone’s life over it.” “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Allison gasps, like she can’t believe I said that out loud. I
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