Lana's POV
We are now in the 'meeting' on campus, sitting at a large conference table. My dad was sitting beside them on the opposite side. Arden sat further away from me and he hadn't looked at me once since I got there. That was like a knife in my heart. He had a hard expression on his face and it was mixed with sadness and worry.
I, on the other hand, was stressed and scared. I felt hurt and I was nervous. I felt sick too, because I threw up again this morning.
"So, Professor Moses, we understand that Miss Stern is your student," one of the board members said. He was an older man with grey hair, wearing glasses.
"Yes," that is all that Arden said.
"We understand that Miss Stern was struggling with her grades, it is frowned upon to have any s^xual relationship with a student to
