The Teacher's Obsession
I reply.
“So you’re 19,” she says, her tone almost condescending.
I raise an eyebrow. “That’s how age works, yes.”
The tension thickens instantly. Arabella presses on, undeterred. “Jace is 28.”
Is she trying to make a point?
“Right,” I say dryly. “So, do you want to know how old he was last year, or have you figured out the concept of time?”
Jace snorts and looks down, amused. A random shopper walks between us, completely oblivious to the charged atmosphere, whistling as he splits our tense group.
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