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to have to go to class tomorrow.   I had this whole life, this whole world that I’d worked so hard to build
– getting good grades in high school, getting good grades in college,
getting into law school.   Up until
a couple of days ago, school and the law had been my life.   But then I had become consumed with
Noah.
    Was I becoming one of those women?   The politicians’ wives you saw standing
by them even as they admitted they’d been hiring prostitutes or posting naked
pictures of themselves all over the internet.   The women who married men in jail, who
stood by their husbands and insisted they could never kill someone even when
the evidence proved otherwise.
    There was a thin line between standing by
someone you knew wasn’t guilty, and getting so consumed with a man that you
couldn’t see the truth.   There was
also a big difference between me and those women .   Those women had been married to those
men, had built lives with them, had houses and children and photo albums full
of memories.   They had money and
power and success at risk -- their whole lives would implode if their husbands
were found guilty of whatever charges had been lobbied against them.
    I had nothing at stake here.   Noah and I hadn’t built anything except
a sexual relationship.   The fact that
he’d agreed to go with me to my stepfather’s birthday party, which at the time
had seemed like such a huge victory, now seemed ridiculous and petty.   A birthday party?   That wasn’t any kind of promise.   That was a joke.
    I was done.
    Done with Noah Cutler.
    I felt like I kept saying that to myself,
and every time, I’d get swept back up.   But not this time.   This time it was real.     I felt like a junkie finally coming out of a
haze.   I was seeing my drug for
what it really was – a man who had nothing to offer me except heartache
and lies.
    I ran up the stairs in front of Hinton
Hall, then headed toward Professor Worthington’s
office.   I paused outside the door,
wondering if I should tell Professor Worthington I wasn’t going to be able to
work on the case anymore.   Ever
since I’d been working with Noah, my whole life had turned upside down.  
    Maybe it was time to cut my losses and
move on.
    Fuck that.   You worked hard to get into law school, you worked hard to even be able to go to
college.   You promised your dad and
yourself you wouldn’t end up like your mother, that you’d make something of
yourself.   And you’re not going to
let some man you just met take that away from you.
    I opened the door and walked in.
    The office was small, but Professor
Worthington had made the most of the space, with a long conference table in the
middle of the room, and a flowery green plant in the corner.   A keurig coffee machine sat on a table near the door, and a bookshelf with volumes of
law books was pushed up against the opposite wall.
    Josh sat at the conference table, a cup
of coffee sitting in front of him.  
    “Hey,” he said when he saw me.   “The professor’s not here yet.”
    “Great,” I said under my breath and sat
down at the other end of the table.   I wanted to leave the room and come back after Professor Worthington got
here, but I didn’t want to give Josh the satisfaction.   So instead, I plugged my phone into its
new charger and set it down next to me on the table.   Then I pulled out the file Professor Worthington had given
me at the police station, the one filed with photos and reports I was supposed
to have studied.   I hadn’t really
had a chance.  
    That’ s a lie.   You did have a chance, you just decided to spend your time out at a BDSM club instead of working on
the case.
    “Is that the file on Cutler?” Josh asked.
    I nodded, not looking up from the
documents, even though I wasn’t really reading them.   My mind was a mess, because of Noah, because of Josh,
because of everything.   The words
swam on the page, blurring into one big black smudge.
    “Interesting,