“Someone orchestrated this. I’m going to make them pay.”
It wasn’t long before Evan dropped out of school.
His professor was furious, berating him mercilessly, and in a fit of anger, even threw a book at his head.
Blood streamed down Evan’s face, but his expression didn’t change.
“Evan, from now on, you’re no longer my student. Get out!”
As he left the school, he looked back at the gates one last time, and I could see the reluctance in his eyes. I tugged at his sleeve.
“Evan, you can keep studying. I’ll work to support you. You can use your education to bring down those who wronged us. Please?”
He knelt down and patted my head.
“Erin, I have my own plans. If your parents won’t send you to college, I will. Just focus on studying for another year, and then get into this university, okay?”
I nodded firmly, staring at the university in front of me. I swore I would fulfill the dreams he couldn’t.
After that, I ran away from home.
My parents had planned to marry me off to the son of a wealthy rural family in exchange for a substantial sum of money.
When they realized I was leaving, they cursed at me, telling me never to come back.
I moved into the small home my sister and Evan had built together.