“But— but it’s not fair!” I protest. She glares at me.

“Listen, nothing’s fair. Nothing is ever fair. You can either learn that, or leave.”

“He doesn’t know that! Why does he get to stay but I don’t?”

“As I said, nothing is ever fair.” She pauses, contemplating. “And, for the record, I never said you couldn’t stay.”

“Setting me with an impossible task is basically telling me to leave. It’s almost as if you don’t want me here! Wait. Is that it? You just don’t want me here anymore? Are you trying to get rid of me?”

“No! Where would you get such an idea? You need to stop for a second and figure yourself out. You’re spiraling out of control.”