#Chapter 198 Proving My Innocence

Tessa’s POV My hands were shaking as I took my journal out of my bag and turned to face Dean Miller. He stared at me with raised brows and then his gaze shifted to the journal. I glanced at Joseph who gave me an encouraging nod. “When I first started my blog a couple of years ago, I didn’t get much engagement on it,” I began, stepping forward and closer to Dean Miller’s desk. “I got a few followers within these years, but not many. It wasn’t until I met Joseph that I started to pick up more engagement.” Dean Miller’s brows rose so high they nearly disappeared into his hairline. He started to tap his fingers on his knee as he leaned back in his seat. It looked like he was parting his lips to speak, but I quickly spoke again, stopping him from saying anything. “Between his mentoring, class, and overall advice, I was able to write posts that not only relate to people in my age group but also speak to their hearts,” I said, taking a deep breath before placing my journal on his desk.