Chapter 4

"Professor Hughes, isn't it obvious where I stand? I'm not coming back. Who you hang out with is your own business. If I don't feel like answering your texts, I just won't. We're over. I want a divorce," I said.

"I won't agree with it," Thomas snapped.

He grabbed my shoulders, his face twisted with anger. "All these years, you've been living off me, eating my food, and spending my money. I supported you and your mom.

"Did I ever do anything wrong? Why do you think you can just walk away and ask for a divorce?

"You don't have…