Light music and the warm decor are inviting as I stand in line waiting to order my drink. “I like that scarf on you, Anne. It looks lovely,” a familiar husky voice whispers behind me. My body tenses, and I turn slowly to the source. Professor Carter is standing right behind me. I open my mouth in shock, not quite expecting him. In truth, we had often seen each other here and had spent many mornings together talking about academics, philosophy, politics, or any type of subject matter that piqued our interests. Our conversations were enjoyable but the line between teacher and student had never been crossed. I would have never known what type of man Professor Carter actually was. “Thank you,” I finally manage to mutter before rushing to the barista to order my drink. “One medium chai tea latte please,” I say as I begin to pull out my wallet. “Make it two,” Professor Carter says handing over his credit card. He smiles at me chauvinistically making my blood boil. Why was he even here? He. " That is your misfortune," I told him harshly. "How dare you come here? Who do you think you are? I was content to live my life. Why did you do this?" I detested the tremor in my voice and I wanted to find a way to hurt him for that. "Go back to New York. Maybe you can find another little idiot to believe your lies. Maybe the next one will be stupid enough to stick around or even stay alive."I had hit my mark. I watched as he crashed inwardly, but I found little satisfaction in his pain. I felt like a monster for what I'd said. He pulled himself up from the floor to his full height of six feet, four inches. He gazed down at me with a mixture of anguish and anger and I felt myself weaken further. "I'm sorry, Moon. I didn't mean it." I deserved it," he said quietly. "Is there anything else you want to say or do to drag me through the mud?"I was angry again. I looked up at him with spite in my heart. "I'll let you know when you've suffered enough to satisfy me." Bitch." It was a simple.
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