"Daisy, you are excellent. You have won the first-class scholarship for two consecutive years. Let Monica be the winner once this year. In this way, she can have a better resume in her search for a job later."
He explained in a hurry and confessed his inner thoughts.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
"Spencer, as you wish, let's stop seeing each other."
With a crack, the cake fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
I dragged my body in exhaustion back to the dorm and received a bank transfer notification.
He transferred 333 dollars to me.
He remarked, "Monica said that the bonus for the first-class scholarship in your school is 167 dollars, and I will give you 333 dollars."
"Give her the honor, while you will take the money. It's a win-win situation. Calm down."
They had only known each other for a week, but he called her Monica intimately.
I had known him for 15 years, but he called me by my full name.
Sure enough, he acted differently in front of the one he loved and the one he didn't.
For so many years, I had been trying to get close to him.
I came from a poor family, so I studied hard to catch up with him and got admitted into a university in the city where he worked.