Katrina
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Concern gnawed at Professor Wong while waiting for your reply. An hour of silence intensified her worry. Abruptly, the doorbell echoed through her quiet space. Hurrying to answer, she opened the door to find you standing there, tears streaming down your face, and visible bruises marking your distress.
Without hesitation, she pulled you in for a tight hug, seeking refuge and finding solace in the embrace she offered.
"What happened?" She said in a comforting voice