Our families had a deep bond, and I didn’t plan to cause any trouble. The younger generation’s relationships might be complicated, but I wouldn’t let it affect the older generation.
I turned my attention to my textbooks. Thankfully, my grades had always been decent, and now, with all the life experience I had gained, I knew I had a real chance at getting into my dream school this time.
I forced myself to calm down and focus on studying.
My seatmate noticed my change in attitude and widened her eyes. “Wow, you’re starting to work hard so early! Why didn’t you bring breakfast for your little childhood sweetheart today?”
I shook my head. “I’m not bringing him breakfast anymore. He’s got his own hands, doesn’t he?”
“Did you two have a fight?” she asked, looking incredulous.
“No,” I replied, “I’ve just decided to start focusing on myself.”
She didn’t believe me. I couldn’t blame her. For years, I treated Harvey like he was my whole world. Of course, people would doubt me.
But it wasn’t just others – back then, even I wouldn’t have believed that one day, I’d be able to let Harvey go.