One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Audrey

"She's right through here."

The nurse pulled aside the curtain and let Tina and I through. Exchanging glances, we stepped into Avis's small hospital room- the scent of antiseptic mixed with fresh flowers from a vase on the side table overwhelming us.

"You guys came." Avis grinned at us from the hospital bed, her blonde head sporting a clean white bandage where she had hit it.

Tina and I surged forward, each of us hugging Avis from one side. When we pulled away, I practically had tears in my eyes. Tina pushed her red hair out of her face and beamed down at Avis, "Tina told me you were okay," I said,

id, "but I had to see fo

see for myself"

Avis giggled and tucked a stray blonde curl behind her ear. "The doctor said it was just a mild concussion," she said, reaching up to touch the bandage covering her temple. "Did you h

have to get stitches?" Tina asked as she leaned closer to get a better look.

Avis nodded and let out a huff. "Yeah. They said it might leave a bit of a scar on my eyebrow."

Tima and I exchanged angry glances, and I felt my chest clench. Reaching out to give Avis's hand a squeeze, I said, "I'm sorry that happened. It's my

"Your fault" Avis narrowed her eyes at me. "How!"

I swallowed and shrugged. "I was useless. I should have tried harder to get away from them, to="

"I haven't regretted biting Linda for even a moment; she

words. Without thinking, I leaned forward again and threw my arms around Avis, squeezing her

ear.

of Linda" Tina said, waving her phone at us, "I just got word that her parents found

I asked almost in

eyes widening slightly as she scrolled through the text on her phone "An Without an explanation, Tina shoved her phone into my hands. 1 furrowed my brow and took it, reading out

saucers as I slowly lifted my gaze to look

at each other in shock as we took in the implication: Linda might not be in the running for the fashion show after all. Perhaps she truly had become the exact embodiment of the type of person who she had accused

produce a worthwhile garment

her life.

whip our heads around- such a loud sound for such a small girl. Her face was beet red from holding it in, rears streaming down her

the back of her hand. "This has

time

with a bag in

his apartment earlier that morning, but had taken the liberty of cleaning it to return

didn't want to see him, not after spending the night in his apartment, and especially not after having a wet dream about

That would be ideal.

reached for the handle, a

"Excuse me,"

doorknob, to see a woman walking toward me. She was tall and curvaceous, with dark brunette hair and

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