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Grace's POV.
The bell rings and I stand up, walking straight to the desk. As the class becomes empty, I fold my arms to my chest and beat my foot on the floor, to let him know I'm pretty pissed and I need an explanation as soon as possible.
''Miss, you should go, your next class will start soon'' he sits himself down and collects his papers, reorganizing the asset. OCD isn't him?
'' I won't move till you tell me what the hell are you doing here? I thought your family worked as farmers into a Scottish farm selling wine.'' I half yell and Nathan raises his eyes slightly amused.
''First, my family don't work as farmers, they just pay other people who pay the actual farmers. Second yes, they sell wines but I wanted something different in my life, I know I'll have to take over this industry sooner or later, but I've always liked the idea of teaching and this was the opportunity I was looking for. I have to stay in this country for a very long time, so I guess it's nice for me to keep myself occupied with something that gives me satisfaction since hell is waiting behind that door and you're not going to throw yourself at me the way I'd like you to.'' I circle the desk and place myself right in front of him, I'm so angry, God knows what's stopping me from throwing stuff to the wall and scream.
'' Okay but why here? Why this school? You could have had the best institutes existing, why this one?'' something is telling me there's Scott behind all of this.
''Because Scott told me about the job, he said the CEO was pretty desperate and needed a substitution so I simply offered myself. What's wrong with it? You told me you go to school here in Cambridge but I didn't know it was this one since this morning.'' I sigh and take my head in my hands. All this shit makes my head spin. Why can I come back to the day where I was having a good time dancing around the ballroom? I hate everything.
''Scott... I should've known. That man is never satisfied...'' I sit myself on the desk and Nathan's eyes raise from my knees to my stomach till they reach the V-Neck pullover I'm wearing.
''What do you mean?'' he whispers as he sits himself better on his chair and moves his eyes to meet mine eventually. '' did you sign, didn't you?'' I lower my head, everything falls on my shoulder like a stone who falls straight from heaven to punish me.
My silence in enough to make him understand and widen his eyes. He jumps up from his seat and starts to pace back and forth.
'' I specifically told you not to...'' he hisses disappointed and frustrated. '' I thought it was clear, I thought you had understood my words'' I play with my hands then move my hair behind my ears.
'' I had no choice. I had to protect Harry from Scott. He already tried to get him injured, I don't want to be the cause of this death, I...I will never forgive that to myself.'' I embrace myself tighter and flashes start to come back to my mind.
