Chapter 5
Cloudsoar Academy was an elite school with tuition fees that ran into hundreds of thousands of dollars per semester.
I declined.
“I don’t want to go to Cloudsoar Academy. I’ve already been accepted to Talent High School.”
Talent High School was a public institution, but it was one of the top schools in our city.
My plan was to attend Talent High School, avoid the fate I’d suffered in my past life, and eventually get into a university far away from home, putting as much distance as possible between myself and this family.
A flicker of triumph crossed Bella’s eyes, but it turned to jealousy when she heard I’d gotten into Talent High School on my own. But if I didn’t go to the same school as her, she could continue pretending to be the only daughter of the Brooks family.
“Mom and Dad,” she said, “since Zoe has worked so hard to get into Talent High School, maybe we should respect her choice.”
My mom looked like she wanted to argue, but my dad cut her off.
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“Since Zoe has made her decision, we should respect it. We’re reasonable parents, after all.”
His words were so sanctimonious that I almost burst out laughing.
He thought I didn’t know that he just didn’t want to spend the
money on me.
In my past life, Bella and I had both attended Cloudsoar Academy. Her little minions would lock me in the bathroom in the dead of winter and douse me with cold water.
My desk would be filled with dead rats and cockroaches, and my homework would mysteriously disappear. It was endless.
When I complained to my parents, they told me I just didn’t get along with my classmates.
This time, I chose Talent High School.
After enrollment, I moved onto the school campus.
That was another reason I picked Talent High School–it was a boarding school.
My mom was reluctant to let me go, insisting I move back home
“Living on campus will help me focus on my studies. It’s one of the reasons Talent High School produces so many outstanding students,” I reassured her.
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I was afraid she’d play the overprotective mom card and force the school to let me commute.
But Bella wasn’t ready to let me off the hook.
She asked with feigned concern, “Zoe, are you choosing to live on campus because you don’t like me?”
This manipulative girl always knew just when to play the victim and throw some shade my way.
My parents saw right through her, but they didn’t care. In their eyes, Bella was the daughter they’d raised for years, the one who brought them prestige.
Alex, being younger, didn’t see through it.
Seeing Bella’s eyes well up, he immediately said, “Let her go if she wants to live on campus. What does it have to do with Bella? She likes to make things hard for herself. Bella, don’t worry
about her.”
Alex’s words satisfied Bella, and my so–called parents didn’t lift a finger to stop him. They just let him talk.
I didn’t let it bother me anymore. Let them say whatever they wanted. I’d achieved my goal.
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