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“Good morning to you, too,” Mr. Hokinson said before
his steps faded away.
“Maddox–” I started.
“No, Lila,” he growled.
He climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom,
slamming the door behind him. I flinched at that and stood
where I was, waiting for him to calm down.
Ten minutes later, he was standing in front of me again.
Arms crossed, he leveled me with a warning. “Stay out of
this.”
“What happened yesterday?” I shot back.
He surprised me by answering. “Bad day.”
I took a step forward, reaching out to him. “Maddox…”
In a moment of renewed anger, his chest vibrated with
another threatening growl. His jaw clenched, and I
wondered how it didn’t crack under the pressure. “I called
my father to tell him about my final marks.”
Oh no. No, I didn’t like where this was going.
“He hung up on me because he was too busy. When he
came home, I mustered up the courage and told him. You
know what he said?”
I shook my head. I’m sorry.
His lips curled up into a snarl as he mimicked his
father’s voice. “Who did you bribe for those marks,
Maddox?”
Hot, nasty fury coursed through my body. For Maddox.
He continued, spitting out the words like they burnt him
from the inside.
“He doesn’t believe in me. Father dearest probably
thinks I fucked my way through my teachers to pass my
exams. So, you see? Lila, it doesn’t matter. If I get into
Harvard on my own or if I passed my semester. None of this
fucking matter!”
My heartbeat pounded in my chest. “Yes, it does.”
“No,” he hissed.