Chapter 9
Amelia was so angry her face went pale. She wasn’t mad that Cameron wanted to break off the engagement–if anything, that was exactly what she’d been hoping for.
What pissed her off was the word “older“. No girl liked being called that, especially not an eighteen–year–old in her prime. She was technically over a month older than Cameron, though.
What made it worse was that Cameron had the nerve to throw shade at her chest. Amelia was nearly perfect–her family background; academics, looks and body were all top–tier–but her flat chest was the one thing that made her feel insecure.
She fit every standard of modem beauty and fashion trends. Her look was what people were obsessed with right now.
She thought furiously, Who the hell is Cameron to judge me?
Cameron had only said a few words, but they hit harder than anything else. Even Skyler was thrown off.
Skyler thought, What the hell is going on? Cameron used to act like a simp around Amelia. Now he’s got the balls to talk back and insult her?”
Seeing Amelia’s face go stiff. Skyler tried to comfort her, saying, “Amy, don’t let him get to you. He’s just playing hard to get. Yeah, that’s what this is. He’s trying to get your attention. He-
“Shut up.” Amelia interrupted as she bit her lip, humiliated.
Skyler instantly went quiet and sneered internally, ‘Cameron wasn’t wrong though. Amelia is older than him. And yeah, she’s flat. Why’s she taking it out on me?
Cameron walked out of the Math Lab hugging her textbooks, deep in thought, and ran straight into Elijah. She was so distracted she hadn’t even seen him coming,
Elijah, on the other hand, had seen her. But he didn’t expect her to charge right into him, and it was too late to dodge.
“Ow” Cameron’s nose smacked into something hard, and the sting made her yelp. She stumbled back before she caught her balance.
With a chilling expression, Elijah instinctively reached out and grabbed her wrist, keeping her from falling.
Her books were scattered across the floor. She looked up and realized it was none other than her roommate, Elijah
Once he saw she was steady, he let go of her wrist and frowned slightly. “Why can’t you watch where you’re going?”
Elijah stood six feet one. Cameron was five foot nine. He was half a head taller than her. Looking down at her with that cold expression, he gave off a vibe that was clearly superior and distant.
Cameron shot back, “Were you looking where you were going?”
Elijah’s brows furrowed a little more. His sharp, enchanting eyes only flicked toward Cameron with faint disinterest.
He wasn’t the type to argue. Cold by nature, he didn’t bother saying anything else to her and simply stepped into the classroom.
Cameron didn’t take it personally. She bent down, picked up her books, and brushed off the dust on them
Amelia and Skyler were just about to leave when they saw Elijah walk in
Amelia’s face stayed neutral. Elijah might’ve been good–looking smart, and from a wealthy family, but he wasn’t her type. He was way too aloof
Skyler, on the other hand, was practically bouncing with excitement, but she quickly dialed it back, trying to play it cool. “Elijah, what a coincidence.
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