enough time to process everything. But how could I? How was I supposed to b

didn't you knock before coming in?" Vincent asked

s he seriously addressing me? With s

one of voice to a higher notch than I had intended. "I just walked in on you the night before ou

ook his head, a dark smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

harp dagger pierced thro

weaklings like you," Vincent continued, disdain written all over his face

t bitterly, and for a long moment, I just let him see

g a question mark on everything I believed in, and demeaning me. He never believed in my dreams and capabilities. N

haring my dreams or supporting me even a little." I sobbed bitterly, his w

ams of tears that ran down my chubby

eared with a clear vision of him as I continued, "was all this necessary, really? Did you have to

," he scoffed, flaring his hand

ell me, huh? After you have wa

n as cold as ice. "At least you found out.

like he felt the need to explain himself. It wa

all the energy out of me, but I pre

own. "You won't make it to that dream of yours, and I needed someone who can match my class.

ck did you have to lead me

t that person. Your dream is so invalid, and you have decided to make a m

ome a surgeon. I had gone too fa

hasing something you can never reach, Leylla. But I commend your guts to have dared t

p that it tore my

ream for me?" I sobbed, my pain

are, Doctor Vincent De'Lucca, to tell me what I should dream of and what I shouldn't? What

Leylla. I know you can't do

incapable of nothing but loving

ide, avoiding my eyes for a moment. Marylyn, on the other side, sti

paid any lecturer for any grades in my exams, unlike someone I know. Is th

e pass a surgery. But poor and naive people like you have to work your brains and asses off jus

fident

suits and still have zero knowledge of what the titles stand for. That is how true

e stared back at me sympath

hand to stop Vincent, who fel

at was not w

e like you who think that just because you have had it all handed to you on a silver platter, you have better chance

g, but because I believe in myself and nobody is worthy to tell me otherwise. Not even you, Doctor Vincent De'L

o me, but I stormed out, slamming the door shut behind me.

, he had broken

o a point that I doubted