---- Chapter 5 The initial rush of defiant freedom quickly curdled into the cold, hard reality of her situation. Aracely was homeless, friendless, and her academic future was a smoking crater. She spent the first night on a lumpy couch in the student union, the fluorescent lights burning through her closed eyelids, replaying the confrontation in her mind. The next morning, armed with a copy of the damning computer logs, she went to the Office of Academic Integrity. She sat across from a weary-looking administrator who listened with a practiced, noncommittal expression. She had nowhere to go. Her family lived a thousand miles away, ---- crammed into a tiny apartment, and the shame of telling them she had failed was too much to bear. Then, she thought of Professor Patterson. She remembered the look of genuine respect in his eyes. It was a long shot, a desperate, foolish hope, but it was the only one she had. She found his office in the quiet, ivy-covered history department building. The door was slightly ajar. She could hear the soft click of a keyboard inside. She raised her hand to knock, then hesitated. What was she even going to say? My life is ruined, can you help me? She took a deep breath and knocked. "Come in," a calm voice called. Eldridge Patterson looked up from his computer, his expression mildly curious. He was dressed in a simple button -down shirt and slacks, a stark contrast to Gage' s designer labels. "Miss Adkins," he said, a hint of recognition in his voice. "Is everything all right? You look distressed." The dam broke. The composure she had maintained for days crumbled under the first sign of genuine concern. The whole sordid story came pouring out-Gage, Cayden, the public humiliation, and the final, devastating act of sabotage. She spoke in a low, rushed monotone, expecting him to stop her at any moment, to dismiss her as a hysterical, jilted girlfriend. ---- He didn't. He listened patiently, his hands steepled on his desk, his eyes never leaving her face. When she finally finished, her voice raw, there was a long silence. "l am so sorry that you have had to endure this," he said finally, his voice laced with a quiet anger that was more intimidating than any shouting could be. "And | believe you." Aracely looked up, shocked. "You do?" "l am Gage's cousin," he said, a shadow of distaste crossing his features. "| am well aware of his character, and of the... influence his family wields at this institution. They value loyalty and image above all else, including integrity." He stood up and walked to the window, looking out at the manicured campus lawn. "To destroy another scholar's work is one of the most heinous acts one can commit in a place dedicated to the pursuit of knowledge. It will not stand." He turned back to her, his expression resolute. "| want to help you, Aracely. If you'll let me." He explained his plan. He had connections. He knew a top-tier digital forensics expert who owed him a favor, someone who worked outside the university's system and could likely recover fragments of the deleted data from her laptop's hard drive. He also offered her a place to stay-a small guest cottage on his property just outside of town, a quiet place where she could work without fear of interruption or sabotage. ---- "Why?" Aracely asked, overwhelmed. "Why would you do all this for me?" Eldridge met her gaze, and his expression softened. "Because | have seen your work. | have read the papers you submitted for your other classes. Your mind is exceptional. It would be a profound loss to academia if a voice like yours were silenced by the petty cruelty of others." A partnership was formed in that quiet, sun-drenched office. That evening, Eldridge drove her to the guest cottage. It was small but beautiful, with a desk overlooking a quiet garden. For the first time in days, Aracely felt a flicker of hope. The forensics expert, a woman with sharp eyes and a no- nonsense attitude, retrieved the laptop. A few days later, she called with news. She had not only recovered significant portions of Aracely's thesis-enough to prove its existence and originality-but she had also found something else. In the unallocated clusters of the hard drive, she found remnants of Cayden's deleted browser history. It was a treasure trove of academic dishonesty: receipts for pre-written essays from an online paper mill and drafts of her own work with heavily plagiarized passages from obscure academic journals. The sabotage of Aracely's thesis wasn't just an act of jealous revenge. It was a cover-up. Cayden had to destroy the brilliant, original work of her roommate to ensure no one looked too closely at her own fraudulent submissions. Eldridge was grim when Aracely showed him the evidence. ---- eee "She didn't just try to ruin your future," he said. "She tried to steal it." They now had more than enough. 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