When they submitted the assignment, the tutor wore a deriding smirk looking at her drawing.
“You drew Mark Tremont huh? You usually act reserved, but now it seems that you’re just like most girls. A few of them drew him as well but yours is the best. You have a photo? Share it.”
The tutor was a woman nearing her thirties. Unmarried, ill-tempered, and infatuated with Mark Tremont, she babbled about him with the other students every day.
Arianne Wynn shook her head. “I don’t have a photo…”
The tutor’s face fell.
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