A love born of scandal

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dropped it on the kitchen island

precision, she p

er hair, and tied it into a loose bun. She had no time for

harsher than usual. Or maybe it was just th

ce qui

much relieve and the moment she s

ft in the air, a weight pressing against her s

, lost in her thoughts.

nd her, sharp and insistent

nything out her off more than sh

ain courtyard, someone stopped her ab

hort, her bre

r of drama, whether she created it or not. Her short curls framed an expertly app

y. "Wow," she sneered. "Didn't take you for the type, Carte

owed from one of th

ch her in the face at least something worth removing that smug

tepped around the

ter trailed

l she reached the ad

suited her facial features, she as she looked up as Amelia approached. Her expression rem

he said, nodding toward the door at the end of the

a thank-you and pu

es and high shelves filled with hundreds of books she doubt anyone has ever touched in years except the cleaner probably. T

graying hair neatly combed, his permanent fro

ughes, her academic advisor

scholarship board, flipped through

is

ll said, his voice even b

mber, gripping her hands to

a?.," Mrs. Reed said, finally dropping the folder she

idea." Ame

his university takes pride in the integrity of its students, especially those on scholarship. Your

I was only standing

ind and reassuring at the same time. "The media coverage has placed the university in a difficu

choosing his w

themselves in such cont

t I really didn't do anything wrong," she said, her voice

here to determine right or wrong," Mrs. Reed said coolly. "We're he

ng revoked-yet. However, we are conducting a review of your academic standin

ence hung i

lf to breathe. "So.

strongly advise that you refrain from engaging with the media further. No

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d. "Then your scholarship will

throat

n due course. But before then it will be better for everyone you stay focused

nod, knowing she h

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htly above a whisper as she go

oudly as she found her way out of the administra

ing as she pushed through the doors and into the open

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