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derson aware of my secret, I knew I had to be careful and avoid any action of him firing me. Determined n

ded me a cup of coffee and said, "I did to go and prepare Emily for school. Take this coffee to me Anderson in his room." my eyes widen with shock, but before I could protest, Mrs. Vilis had already disappeared. How was I going to face Mr Anderson? Taking a deep breath, I carried the cup of coffee and made my way to his room. I knocked on the door and he responded with a curt"Come in." as I opened the door slowly, our gaze met, and I quickly averted my eyes. The tension in the room was palpable. "Mr Anderson this is your coffee," I said, my voice barely above a

s time, it would meet his elusive standards. But to my dismay, his face twisted in displeasure as he took a sip.

ughts raced through my mind as I questioned his behavior. Was he purposely being rude? Did he have somethin

s I entered his room and handed him the coffee, a glimmer of hope flickered in my eyes. But that

d to explain, but he cut me off, demanding that I go and make him another cup. Frustration welled up in

To my surprise, it wasn't sugary at all. Confused and frustrated, I was fuming with anger. I mean, who did he think he was, trying to punish m

egret ever messing with me. With the cup in hand, I made my way to his room, my heart pounding with

hinking it would be the same as before, but boy, was he in for a shock! The moment the bitter taste h

rying to mess with." It was a small victory, but it felt oh-so-good. As I stood there, ready to walk out, Mr. Anderson confronted me about the bitter coffee. "Did you intentionally

mix of curiosity and suspicion. Reluctantly, I reached out and took the coffee from him, my heart poundi

d I couldn't help but cringe. I expected Mr. Anderson to be furious, but instead, he remained s

I had specially made the coffee for him, thinking it would be my way of getting b

cing through me. There was an intensity about him that I had never noticed before. It m

eyes filled with an enigmatic mix of emotions. I took a deep breath trying to hide the bitter teate that coasted my tongue. With a forced smile, with a forced smile. I looked mr Sanderson straight i