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My dreams of applying for the graduate program in New York were completely shattered. If I opted for another university, the dean might as well tear me apart! I wasn't privy to the conversation between the dean and Daniela Barnett, but Daniela Barnett persistently messaged me, closely monitoring my study progress. I felt a twinge of helplessness; I wasn't a novice when it came to preparing for postgraduate exams. I knew how to study! Yet, Daniela Barnett treated me like a beginner, scrutinizing every detail.

Still, I didn't want to waste her kindness. Daniela Barnett led a hectic life; juggling student mentoring, research, Quentin, and still managing to find time to guide me. How could I not be grateful?

In my eyes, Daniela Barnett seemed like a maestro of time management.

...

Quentin returned much earlier than expected. Through my sources, I found out Quentin’s private schedule had him flying to Texas today.

I hurried to Evie' door.

"Xylitol!"

"You're the Xylitol!" Evie exclaimed, fli