When it was time to present, I stood by my dish, my heart hammering against my ribcage, as Professor Hawthorne approached.
The silence stretched on for what felt like forever. I watched him closely, searching for any sign of approval.
Then he spoke, so quietly I almost didn’t catch it.
“A+.”
That was all he said before he moved on, leaving me feeling like I was lost in a void.
The other students glanced at me, their eyes wide, whispering. I had my A+, the recognition I had craved, but it came with a hollowness in my chest.
Why did his praise just feel like another form of punishment?
…
The room falls silent, save for the subtle sounds of spoons clicking against ceramic as the judges take their first bites. Karl and I sit beside each other, but I’m too nervous to try my own souffle.
This is the final moment, after all. This could be make-or-break; and with Logan’s slow praise, I can’t help but worry if I’ll wind up catering the Alpha party at the end of it all.
Then, finally, Vanessa speaks.
“Abby… You were right.” She pauses, slowly setting down her spoon as a look of wonder crosses her features. “I haven’t had a good souffle since I was a little girl. But you… you changed that.”
I nod, blinking quickly to dispel the tears of happiness that threaten to come. “Thank you so much, Vanessa,” I manage. “I’m glad it’s to your liking.”
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Please more updates! I hope Abby gets her happy ending with Karl. I SEE how his chanced and he knows that Abby needs to be her own person too....