Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 16

Just before I clicked the “Submit” button, I changed my preferred college to another one up north called Lincoln University. That university was famously known for its watercolor courses and had produced many renowned watercolor artists in the country.

Since I didn’t want to go to Jesselton College, Lincoln University was my next best choice.

Uncle Austin and Aunt Mel both asked me if I applied to Jesselton College. I managed to bluff my way through without giving any definite answers.

Finally, it was the day that college and university applications were out. I received my acceptance letter in the mail. And I spent a good chunk of that day in a daze. I just couldn’t come out of it.

I wasn’t in the same league as he was, after all. My acceptance letter had now cemented that fact. This was another feat in clearly drawing the boundaries between the two of us.

Felix brought his acceptance letter and ran into my house. He then insisted on looking at mine.

“Luna, please show me your acceptance letter! I want to have a closer look at it myself. Here’s mine.

Have a look!”

He smiled very handsomely at me. It was the same gorgeous smile that kept me awake all night.

I calmly handed my acceptance letter to him. He took one look at the name of the university on the header and widened his eyes in shock,

He was most definitely shocked. He probably never expected it from me.

I’d been listening to his advice since I was young, taking his opinion into account each time. He must never have thought that I would do the exact opposite of what he expected when it came to applying for

our tertiary education after high school,

probably never thought that I was no longer the same person he thought I was. He

for the change in me, after

“Luna? Why?”

his eyes as he looked at

I

told me he didn’t love me. If that was the case, I wanted him to let go of

1/3

for me,” I said with a faint smile without looking into his eyes. I didn’t

out you didn’t get into the same

to hear it because

suddenly sprawled on my desk and came a lot closer to my face. He was so close that I could count the lashes on his

thumping wildly again. Pathetic, I

really, really in love with his eyes. They

you’re not still mad at me for what I said that day.

talking nonsense that day. Couldn’t you just forget

it

me

love that

to be together, what was the point of making things awkward

between us both?

about it a long time

with a

him. This was the best I could do, so

in Southsville, which was located at the southmost point of the country. Meanwhile,

about two thousand miles north of where I was. We were separated by