Nora
Nora sat there wondering why he would ask that of her now. What was the point? And did she want to tell him? The answer was no. He had no right to know anything about her anymore. But she also knew she needed to take a step back from being so angry with him, and see him come to think that; she needed to give him something to work with.
“Perhaps you should ask me if I got my results first? Or am I still waiting for them? Before asking what grade I got.” she told him.
She watched him nod. “Of course, have the results come out yet?” he asked.
“Yes, on Monday the 12th at 4pm.” She told him and leaned back in her chair to watch him. She could see he was thinking about why she’d stated it that way. Which is what she wanted. There was a slight frown on his face, and she just waited. It t
