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Chapter 79: Uncovering the Truth

(Aurora’s POV)

I didn’t take the bait.

Mr. Sayer was waiting for me to get angry. I could see it in the way he leaned back, arms loosely crossed, that small curve at the corner of his mouth. He wanted me loud and emotional so he could dismiss me faster.

“Tell me something,” I said. “The student who supposedly threw the paper – how are his grades?”

Mr. Sayer paused. Just a half second, but I caught it.

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“Better than your brother’s,” he said, though his voice had lost some of its earlier confidence.

“Leo’s other subject papers should still be on file,” I said. “What if we pulled them and had each teacher score them independently? Then we compare both students side by side – every subject, full marks – and see who actually needed to cheat.”

He opened his mouth.

“Because if Leo’s scores come out higher across the board,” I continued, “then we have a real problem with your version of events, don’t we?”

The color shifted in his face. He straightened in his chair and crossed his arms.

“Even if your brother’s scores were perfect, it wouldn’t matter. We don’t admit students with character concerns. And frankly, given his health history-”

“You’re not willing to compare the scores,” I said flatly. “And you’re insisting on calling a seventeen-year-old’s character into question based on a piece of paper that landed near his foot.” I tilted my head slightly. “Then perhaps we should look at the security footage from the hallway outside classroom 108.”

He went very still.

“I walked that corridor this morning,” I said. “There’s a camera at the far end, near the stairwell junction. Full coverage of the hallway.” I paused. “I assume you’re not going to tell me that particular camera happened to be broken that day.”

The silence that followed was answer enough.

His expression had gone rigid. Whatever he’d planned to say was stuck somewhere behind

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his teeth.

“I want you to leave,” he said. His voice had an edge now, but it was the edge of someone who’d been cornered, not someone in control. “This conversation is over. The school’s decision stands.”

I looked at him for a moment without speaking.

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He wasn’t acting on personal bias alone. No low-level admissions officer takes this kind of risk on his own initiative. Someone had told him to do this. Someone with enough influence that he’d been willing to falsify a cheating allegation against a student he’d never met.

A face surfaced in my mind. An old woman reaching for my hand with both of hers, her eyes bright with gratitude.

Joyce Langford.

Something tightened in my chest. I’d thought she meant it. All of it – the warmth, the relief, the way she’d looked at me like I’d given her something back. I’d been wrong about her.

I smiled. I was always so foolish-even now, I still believed that sincerity could be exchanged for sincerity.

I picked up my bag.

“What you’ve done,” I said, keeping my voice level, “is a serious violation of your professional obligations as an educator. Fabricating a misconduct allegation against a student without due process – that’s grounds for a formal complaint to WASC and to the California Department of Education.” I looked at him directly. “I’m not interested in damaging this school. I’m interested in making sure Leo doesn’t get blacklisted across the city based on a lie you told. If I find out you’ve contacted other institutions, I’ll file the complaint the same day.”

I didn’t wait for him to respond.

The morning air outside was cooler than I expected. I was halfway down the front steps when I heard footsteps behind me, and then a familiar voice.

“Aurora, dear – are you here about Leo’s enrollment? I was hoping to catch you.”

Joyce Langford stood at the base of the steps, leaning slightly on her cane, her expression open and pleased, as if this were a coincidence she was genuinely glad about.

I stopped.

I looked at her for a long moment. The warmth she was projecting – the fond, grandmotherly

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concern it landed differently now.

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