Part Four: Aftermath

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I spend the night in the library, as I can't exactly return to the dorm after that. I pace up and down the shelves, too tired to read, to restless to sleep. I thought everything and nothing at once. What if the other girls find out? What if she tells someone? No, she wouldn't. Or would she? These and a million other questions fly through my head as I try to calm down. My heart beats out of my chest as I walk. This is too strange. This isn't what I came here for. I came here to become an academic, not a... whatever this is. And yet, here I am.

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