“Honestly? I don’t want to accumulate student debt to get a BA in bullshit. I’ll figure things out at my own pace. Decide what I want to do.” “It’s not because of me, right?” Row asked after a beat. It is, and I won’t ever let you drop out of culinary school. You’ve already sacrificed too much. I snorted. “No, Row. The world doesn’t revolve around you.”
