“Stand up, Delia,” Dustin said coldly.

“Mr. Foxtin, you’ve finally forgiven me?” Delia was delighted.

“You’re no longer my student. Don’t go around saying that I’m your teacher again!” Dustin’s words made her smile freeze on her face.

“But why?!” she cried out.

Why was he still unwilling to forgive her? What had she done wrong?

“You’re not worthy of it!” Dustin snapped impatiently.

Delia swayed and staggered back a few steps. Amara held her steady.

Delia could not accept this.

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