Georgia's POV"You got a B again," I batted my lashes up at my mother, who had a look of disgust on her face. In her hands was my report sheet, and I could hear the anger in her voice. No daughter of Edwina got a B in maths. My sisters were all proof of that. Mom was a leading professor in Mathematics, it would be a shame if we got anything less. "What is the problem, Georgia?" I shuffled on my feet and wrung my hands together. Did I have a problem? Yes. Did I know what exactly this problem was? No. No matter how hard I tried, maths wasn't my thing. Right, a voice in my head scoffed. It isn't because you've been binging on romance novels. "I asked a question, child, and I demand answers!" Mom snapped, slapping the report sheet on her desk. Jerking back in fear, I swallowed hard, squinting to fight the tears back. If I cried over everything, no one would take me seriously. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. There's no way you'll graduate with a straight A at thi
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