Aria: Scales of Love
I had spent hours crafting the perfect application essay, a masterpiece of subtle persuasion about wanting a top-tier education in a vibrant city, all while knowing my real motivation was a boy with a football scholarship and a smile that could make me forget my own name.
I stood up and walked over to the desk, my fingers tracing the glossy, full-color photos of confident, smiling students in sharp blazers, bustling lecture halls, and gleaming skyscrapers. I had been so sure. So driven. My entire plan had been built around him. The University of Florida’s business program was good, but the real draw was being in the same city as him, of building a life together, of finally closing the distan
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