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"They should fire me. What I did was wrong.”
"You couldn't help it. It was the spell…”
"It doesn't matter. It was wrong. And stupid.”
Wrong? Stupid? I bit my lip, and tears threatened to fill my eyes. I quickly tried to regain my
composure. "Look, it's not a big deal.”
"It is a big deal! I took advantage of you.”
"No," I said evenly. "You didn't.”
There must have been something telling in my voice because he met my eyes with a deep and
serious intensity.
"Rose, I'm seven years older than you. In ten years, that won't mean so much, but for now, it's
huge. I'm an adult. You're a child.”
Ouch. I flinched. Easier if he'd just punched me.
"You didn't seem to think I was a child when you were all over me.”
Now he flinched. "Just because your body…well, that doesn't make you an adult. We're in two
very different places. I've been out in the world. I've been on my own. I've killed, Rose—
people, not animals. And you…you're just starting out. Your life is about homework and
clothes and dances.”
"That's all you think I care about?”
"No, of course not. Not entirely. But it's all part of your world. You're still growing up and
figuring out who you are and what's important. You need to keep doing that. You need to be
with boys your own age.”
I didn't want boys my own age. But I didn't say that. I didn't say anything.
"Even if you choose not to tell, you need to understand that it was a mistake. And it isn't ever
going to happen again," he added.