He Erased My Dream School For Her, I Already Had A Better One Chapter 04

He Erased My Dream School For Her, I Alraedy Had A Better One Chapter 04

I stopped wasting my time on either of them and went back to packing. 

The calmer I looked, the more irritated Grant became. 

He strode over, grabbed my suitcase, and dumped everything 

inside onto the floor. 

“Nora and I don’t even start at Summit Tech for another 

month. Why are you packing now?” 

“And there’s no point packing all this stuff. It’ll only distract 

you from getting ready to reapply.” 

Then his tone shifted. “Why not just give it to Nora? She can 

use it when she starts at Summit Tech.” 

Nora couldn’t quite hide the delight in her eyes. 

Without changing expression, I gathered everything up, 

stuffed it back into the suitcase, and carried it outside. 

Then I shoved the entire suitcase into the building’s trash bin. 

Grant stared at me in disbelief. “What are you doing?” 

I gave a small laugh. “You said it was all useless, didn’t you? 

So I threw it away.” 

Grant finally lost his temper. 

“I came all the way over because I wanted to take you back to 

the mountain chapel tomorrow to leave a thank–you prayer. 

After acting like this, why would I even bother taking you?” 

I stared at the face that had once been so familiar and now 

felt like it belonged to a stranger. 

“Drop the act. You went behind my back and changed the 

future I had prayed for. What exactly am I supposed to give thanks for?” 

Grant snapped, “Fine! Then I’ll take Nora. Don’t regret it later!” 

I went straight back inside, shut the door, and changed the 

jaccess code. 

My phone buzzed. 

It was a voice message from Mom, who was in England. 

Mom: [You and Grant should come to London for your 

graduation trip. Make sure you book round–trip tickets.] 

I typed back immediately. 

Me: [Mom, I already booked mine. But it’s just me.] 

Me: [And I don’t need a return ticket. I’ve made up my mind. 

I’m going to Imperial College London, where you and Dad 

went to school.] 

thought back to when Mom had written a personal letter of 

support for my Imperial application. 

At the time, I had been so determined to choose Summit 

Tech that I turned her down again and again. 

Luckily, Mom had insisted on keeping that door open for me. 

Now, everything seemed to have fallen into place exactly 

when I needed it to. 

I didn’t see Grant again. 

Everything I heard about him came through our class group 

chat or Instagram. 

He took Nora back to the mountain chapel to leave a 

thank–you prayer. 

They wrote prayer cards together and pinned them side by 

side at the top of the chapel’s prayer wall. 

That was something he had once promised to do with me. 

That night, Grant pinned a photo of himself and Nora at the 

mountain chapel to the top of his Instagram profile. 

[The best is still ahead!] 

Comments flooded in almost instantly. 

[They look so good together.] 

[Of course two top students would make the perfect match.] 

[Summit Tech’s golden duo!] 

I blocked Grant everywhere. 

The day I flew to London happened to be our senior awards 

assembly. 

I had one last surprise in store for Grant. 

That morning, I posted on Instagram. 

The classmate sitting beside Grant suddenly exclaimed, 

Clementine’s going to London?” 

Grant immediately tried to open my Instagram profile, but 

he couldn’t access it from his account. 

His brows drew together. 

He snatched the classmate’s phone and looked at my post. 

The photo showed a plane ticket to London. 

We were at each other’s throats yesterday. I figured she’d 

keep this up for at least a week, but it only took one night 

before she started trying to get my attention again. 

The students around him laughed. 

She really thinks the world revolves around her. Doesn’t she 

know our resident genius is busy today? He doesn’t have time 

for her drama.” 

At the front of the auditorium, the principal announced that 

it was time for the student chosen to represent the 

graduating class to give the address. 

Grant stood and headed toward the podium. 

He even glanced back over his shoulder with a teasing smile. 

“Since she went to all this trouble to get my attention, maybe 

I’ll think about going over to make up with her after my speech…” 

Before he could finish, everyone around him suddenly stared 

toward the stage, mouths falling open. 

Confused, Grant followed their gaze. 

He stopped dead. 

Then someone blurted out, “Isn’t that Clementine? Why is 

she the one giving the speech?”