My Professor Made Me Stay After Every Class Until Everyone Else Had Left. One Day, He Closed the Door and Said, ‘Don’t Tell Anyone What’s

When the last student left the room, Professor Hayes closed his books, walked toward the window, and stood there silently for several seconds.

 

Then he turned toward me.

 

“Your full name is Emily Carter, correct?”

“Yes.”

He stared at me for a little too long.

I didn’t like that look.

“Is your father Daniel Carter?”

 

I frowned.

“Yes. Why?”

For a moment, something changed in his face.

But he quickly composed himself.

“No reason. You can go.”