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Chapter 10

作者: Pumpkin Babe
A year later, during the fall of my sophomore year, I received the nation's most prestigious academic scholarship.

Because of my contributions to the research project, I was also granted special permission to join one of my professor's independent projects ahead of schedule.

My days were busy and fulfilling, and everything that had happened back home felt as though it belonged to another lifetime.

One weekend evening, I was in the lab organizing data when my phone screen lit up.

Someone in
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  • Not Your Replacement, Not Your Spare   Chapter 10

    A year later, during the fall of my sophomore year, I received the nation's most prestigious academic scholarship.Because of my contributions to the research project, I was also granted special permission to join one of my professor's independent projects ahead of schedule. My days were busy and fulfilling, and everything that had happened back home felt as though it belonged to another lifetime.One weekend evening, I was in the lab organizing data when my phone screen lit up.Someone in my old high school group chat had shared a screenshot of Cheryl's latest Instagram post.It was an old family photo, slightly yellowed with age. Dad, Mom, Cheryl, Phoebe, and Reuben were all smiling brightly at the camera.I was the only one missing.Cheryl had written, "If I could go back in time, I'd erase every excuse we ever made if it meant getting back the brother we pushed away."The group chat fell silent. No one said a word about the post.I stared at the photo without much emotion

  • Not Your Replacement, Not Your Spare   Chapter 9

    After that, Mom and Dad never came looking for me again.I heard that Mom became seriously ill after returning home, while Cheryl made so many mistakes at work that she was eventually suspended.None of that had anything to do with me anymore.I devoted all my time and energy to the research project.Phoebe, however, started showing up at Jeston University more and more often.She no longer carried herself with the same superiority as before, lecturing me and acting as though she always knew what was best for me. Instead, she became cautious around me and almost painfully humble.She would wait along the route I normally took after class, holding an expensive gift. Sometimes it was a pair of limited-edition sneakers; other times, the newest laptop; and once, she even brought me the keys to a luxury condo in Jeston.Apparently, she thought those belated gestures could somehow make up for everything I'd gone without for the past 18 years.I never accepted a single thing from

  • Not Your Replacement, Not Your Spare   Chapter 8

    Willow's arrival finally put an end to Phoebe's attempts to keep arguing with me.Phoebe stared at her with open hostility. "Who are you?" she demanded. "This is a family matter. It's none of your business."Willow didn't even bother looking directly at her. Instead, she turned toward me, her expression calm. "Is it a family matter?""I don't have a family."The answer came without the slightest hesitation.Phoebe's face immediately went ashen.I didn't spare any of them another glance. I simply turned around and followed Willow out of the backstage area.…Three days later, Mom and Dad came to Jeston with Reuben.They waited outside the building where my professor's lab was located and stopped me as I came downstairs. The moment Mom saw me, tears streamed down her face, and she rushed forward to grab my hand.But I stepped aside before she could touch me."Garrett, how can you be so cruel? You came all the way to Jeston without saying a word, and you haven't even called h

  • Not Your Replacement, Not Your Spare   Chapter 7

    Life at Jeston University moved so quickly that I barely had time to dwell on old wounds.During the first week of classes, I took the freshman placement exam and ranked first in the entire school. Not long afterward, Willow came to find me with my results and placed a research packet written entirely in Iugrean on my desk."The professor was impressed by the way you analyze problems. He wants to know if you'd be interested in joining his research team as an assistant."She adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, her tone as cool and matter-of-fact as ever."Just keep in mind that the workload is intense. You won't have weekends," Willow added.I took the packet without the slightest hesitation. "Hard work has never bothered me," I assured her.…Two weeks later, Jeston University held a freshman academic showcase, and I was selected to represent the incoming class in the final presentation of the program. The entire report had to be delivered in Iugrean.The auditorium was pack

  • Not Your Replacement, Not Your Spare   Chapter 6

    The sun beat down mercilessly at Norwell University's main entrance.Phoebe and Cheryl stood beneath the shade of a tree, both looking increasingly frustrated."Where could he possibly have gone?"Cheryl kicked a pebble off the sidewalk in irritation. "He barely had any money with him, and that old suitcase didn't even have enough stuff to last him!"Phoebe forced herself to stay calm."Don't panic. If he enrolled somewhere, his high school counselor should have a record of which college received his final transcript. Call the school and find out where he committed."That seemed to snap Cheryl out of her daze. She immediately pulled out her phone and called my former homeroom teacher.The woman sounded both surprised and delighted when she answered. "Cheryl, are you looking for Garrett? Isn't he with the family? I was just about to call and congratulate everyone. "That boy really knows how to keep a low profile. He had the highest score in all of Jarrow and never said a word.

  • Not Your Replacement, Not Your Spare   Chapter 5

    Jeston University's freshman check-in area had been set up at Southridge Square, where long welcome banners stretched across the plaza and student volunteers in different colored vests moved through the crowds.I pulled my worn old suitcase behind me and made my way to the School of Finance's registration counter.The student handling check-in wore rimless glasses and a simple white shirt.Her expression was cool and composed, and even as she looked down at the roster in front of her, her clenched jaw made it apparent that she wasn't interested in small talk."Acceptance letter and ID, please."Her voice matched her expression. It was polite but strictly business.I handed my documents over to her.She glanced at the name on my acceptance letter, then looked at her computer screen. Her fingers paused over the keyboard for a moment before she lifted her head and studied me through her glasses."Garrett Whitaker? The top scorer in Jarrow?"Several upperclassmen who had been help

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