My Dead Ex Is Grading My Thesis
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Texting my advisor, practically in tears, to subtly guilt him into processing my stipend.
To make my plea extra pathetic, I tossed in a casual exaggeration: “My boyfriend is dead from starvation.”
His reply was instantaneous: “Boyfriend is dead?”
“Understood. I’ll send him this afternoon.”
I thought he meant the money.
Instead, that afternoon, Professor Harrison Stanford led his prodigal, recently returned-from-overseas son straight to my office.
His son, who was also my… ex-boyfriend, who I’d told everyone had been dead for two years.
