I woke up early, feeling a mix of emotions. I watched as Priscoll got dressed for work, his movements quiet and efficient.
As he finished getting dressed, he turned to me and said,
"Joanna, we need to talk about your university arrangements."
I nodded, feeling a sense of excitement. "What about it?" I asked.
Priscoll walked to table drawer in our room and pulled out a folder.
"You'll be starting at Brunel University in a few days," he said.
"I had already made arrangements for you to attend the university, even before you passed your exams."
I raised an eyebrow, surprised.
"How did you get all the documents ready?" I asked.
Priscoll shrugged.
"I have my ways. Let's just say that I have connections with some people who helped me get everything ready and waiting for you."
