MY PARENTS WALKED AWAY FROM ME AT THE HOSPITAL WHEN I WAS 13 — MY MOTHER WENT PALE WHEN THE DEAN CALLED MY NAME

now.” Dr. Patterson’s voice had turned cold and unyielding. “Or I will call security and social services.”

They walked out.

Jessica followed behind them without so much as a glance in my direction, still focused on her phone.

The door clicked closed.

Suddenly, I couldn’t breathe.

The reality of everything that had just happened hit me all at once, and I continue reading …