Se connecterWhen the SAT results come out, the fake daughter who gets through high school by cheating and shortcuts scores a disastrous 400. My parents and older brother take turns comforting her, saying it's just a temporary setback. They even promise to take her on vacation to Eroba to help clear her head. No one cares about my result. Mom even takes away my phone so I can't check my score. From the other end of the dinner table, Dad speaks in a matter-of-fact tone. "I've already spoken to someone at the best SAT prep school. You and Chloe can enroll together. At least, you can keep each other company." My brother chimes in without even looking at me. "Don't leave the house for a while. We're taking away the tablet and laptop too, just in case you do something reckless, like submitting college applications. "Also, we're turning your room into Chloe's art studio. You can stay in the attic for the next couple of months. Besides, once college starts, you'll be living in a dorm anyway." I don't argue. I simply nod and say, "Okay. Have fun on your trip." The acceptance letter from Stawford University, offering me early admission, is already locked away in my desk drawer. As for this family, I've already decided that I don't want them anymore.
Voir plusI froze."I'm sorry, Clara." Xavier looked up, his eyes red. "I've been a complete jerk for the last three years. I shouldn't have treated you that way. I shouldn't have always taken Chloe's side. I shouldn't have said all those hurtful things."A bitter smile crossed his face. He continued, "I know it's too late to say all this now. But the truth is that I wasn't a good brother."Looking at him, I felt nothing at all."Xavier, I accept your apology. But I won't go back.""Why?" His voice cracked. "Do you really hate us that much?""I don't hate you. I just don't care anymore. Whether you're happy or miserable, sick or healthy, none of it has anything to do with me now. I have my own life to live."Xavier stared at me as though he were seeing me for the first time. After a long silence, he murmured, "You've changed."To that, I replied, "I've grown up."The school dismissal bell rang in the distance, and the campus slowly came alive around us. Students walked by in small group
The temporary housing Stawford University assigned me was a single room in one of the graduate students' residence buildings. It wasn't large, but it was clean and tidy, with a private bathroom and a small balcony. Compared to the luxurious guest room at the Summers residence, this place made me feel far more at ease.I took a hot shower, changed into clean pajamas, and collapsed onto the bed.Early the next morning, I wandered through the tree-lined paths of campus, familiarizing myself with the route. As I passed a bulletin board, I noticed that the list of incoming early-admission students had already been posted.My name was at the very top—Clara Summers, Physics Department, Stawford Horizon Program.A voice came from behind me. "Hey, are you a freshman too?"I turned around. A man wearing black-rimmed glasses stood there, carrying a backpack and holding a stack of books."I guess," I replied."I'm Ethan Torres. I'm in the Mathematics Department." He smiled. "What about yo
Dad finally ended the call."Why didn't anyone tell us?"Mom spun toward me, her voice sharp. "Clara, something this important happened, and you never told your family?"I replied calmly, "I did. You never asked.""You…" Mom was stunned.Then, Chloe suddenly burst into tears. It wasn't her usual delicate little sniffles; it was a genuine collapse. She dropped to the floor, burying her face against her knees. Her shoulders shook violently."Chloe!" Mom rushed over and pulled her into a hug. "Sweetheart, what's wrong? Don't cry."Xavier's expression darkened even further. He shot me a vicious glare.Dad rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh. "Clara, go to your room.""Which room?" I asked. "I thought my room was being converted into an art studio."Dad froze. Mom lifted her head, tears streaking her face. "Clara, can't you be a little more considerate of Chloe? Her feelings are—""What about my feelings?" I interrupted softly. "Has anyone ever considered my feelings?"
The day Mrs. Rowland saw the Stawford University banner, she'd excitedly told all her friends, who then told their friends. Eventually, the story made its way to one of Dad's colleagues.The world was truly small."By the way, Clara," Mom suddenly said. "While we were gone, how did the house get so messy? The housekeeper may have been on vacation, but that doesn't mean you couldn't clean up after yourself."I looked up. "I did clean.""Then, why is there dust in the living room?" Her tone was reproachful. "You're already 18 years old. You should learn how to do household chores. Chloe grew up spoiled and never had to do that kind of thing, but you're different. You grew up in the countryside. You should be used to it."Xavier frowned. "Mom, that's enough.""Am I wrong?" she shot back. "She lives here too. The least she can do is contribute. She can't just sit around eating and living here for free.""Mom!" Xavier's voice rose.Dad waved a hand. "Alright. That's enough, both of
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