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... iveway, I got out without waiting for him to open the door like he usually does.
He followed behind quietly. I know his passcode by heart, but I waited for him to punch it in anyway.
When the lock clicked open, I walked straight inside, pretending like I owned the place, even though my heart was trying to break through my ribs.
I went straight to the table he got for me when we first started the tutoring sessions—my spot.
I unpacked my bag, took out my notes, and ...
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