You’re so angry, Tiffany. I can see that. You have every right to be angry at me. But it sounds like you’re angry at yourself for supposedly choosing this, and your choice should have been moot, don’t you see? You could’ve showed up at my house in lingerie and thrown yourself at me—it wouldn’t have mattered. It was my responsibility to make sure nothing happened between us. I was entrusted with you as a student, and it was my responsibility to protect you. I was the one who should have enforced the boundaries, and I failed. I may not have taught you anything, but I was your teacher. You were
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