Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
Bradley nodded. “Alright.”
Jackson patted him on the shoulder. “Brad, it’s been years, and you’ve only gotten more impressive. I always knew you were going to be something special, and you really proved me right.”
Bradley took Jackson to the priciest luxury hotel in Steerfall for dinner.
During the meal, the two of them talked about the latest in their industry and the news of the day, thoroughly enjoying each other’s company.
Suddenly, Jackson thought of Cameron and let out a sigh. “Brad, thank goodness you helped Cameron with her lawsuit back then.
“You helped her break free from those bloodsucking foster parents and even got them thrown into a detention center. Otherwise, she wouldn’t become what she is today.”
“Cameron?” Bradley looked puzzled, setting down his wine glass. “Who’s that?”
Jackson stared at him, dumbfounded.
He said, “Wasn’t she your high school classmate? That poor kid was forced to pretend to be a boy ever since she was little. Who would’ve thought she’d become so incredible now.”
“What do you mean, forced to live as a boy?” Bradley was getting more and more confused. “Jackson, none of what you’re saying makes sense to me.”
Jackson was stunned, too.
He thought, ‘How could Brad not get it?’
Jackson asked, “Did you lose your memory or something?”
Bradley replied, “I didn’t!”
Jackson waved his hand. “Never mind if you don’t remember. It’s not really important anyway.”
Soon, the two of them started talking about something else.
At ten o’clock that night, Bradley returned to Saunders Manor. Beth and Eddie were both there.
Now, Eddie was a well-known counselor in Steerfall.
He had even opened his own counseling center in the city.
Eddie was lounging on the couch in a black coat, his hair-once a wild mess of colors-now restored to its natural shade,
He sat there in silence, and when he heard someone come in, he glanced up. “Brad, you’re back.”
There was a lingering melancholy in those soft, alluring eyes that just wouldn’t fade.
He was a completely different person from who he used to be.
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“Eddie, Mom,” Bradley greeted them with a slight nod.
Beth smiled. “Brad, come here.”
Bradley walked over.
Beth slid a thick stack of photos across the table to him. “Brad, take a look at these.”
Bradley shot her a suspicious look before glancing down, only to see that those were all girls’ photos.
Bradley fell silent.
Beth continued, “Brad, you’re always so busy with work that you never have time to meet new people. These are all girls around your
“See if anyone stands out to you. If you think someone looks nice, I can set up a date for you.”
Bradley just glanced at the photos and shook his head. “Mom, you really don’t have to worry about this for me. I’m really not interested in dating right now.”
Beth stared at him, speechless.
Bradley stood up. “Mom, it’s getting late. I’m going to bed now. Goodnight, Eddie.”
With that, he headed upstairs.
“Goodnight,” Eddie replied.
Bradley headed upstairs.
Eddie glanced at Beth. “Mom, if we’d known it’d come to this, would we have made those choices back then?”
The past… was better left unsaid.
Beth’s eyes turned red. “Eddie, I regret it so much. I never should’ve listened to Nell. But what can I do? Life just has to go on, doesn’t it?*
Eddie fell silent.
Seeing how down he looked, Beth couldn’t help but try to comfort him. “Eddie, you too. What’s done is done. You’ve already paid for it. Can’t you just let yourself off the hook?”
Eddie pressed his lips together. “Mom, I’m tired.”
‘Let myself off the hook?’ Eddie thought. ‘Do I even deserve that?’
When that person appeared, he wished he could start his whole life over.
Bradley lay in bed after his shower, the lights off, staring up at the pitch-black ceiling.
He had always been sharp. That was just who he was.
As a lawyer, he was nothing if not rigorous-precision was in his bones.
But yesterday, Cameron’s cold, indifferent gaze-and the way she acted strangely curious this morning had really thrown him off.
And then there was Jackson talking about someone cross-dressing, and how he supposedly helped his classmate Cameron…
None of it made any sense.
Besides, Bradley couldn’t remember any of it at all.
‘What on earth is going on?’ he thought to himself.
Was it possible he was missing a chunk of his memory?
But when he tried to recall, everything seemed perfectly intact. There weren’t any gaps at all.
Still, Jackson had no reason to lie.
And the way Cameron looked at him… That wasn’t the look that anyone would give a stranger.
With all these questions swirling in his mind, Bradley knocked on Eddie’s door.
“Brad, why are you still up?” Eddie asked as he opened the door and let him in.
Bradley stepped inside and immediately spotted a photo on the coffee table.
In the picture was a girl with eyes as clear as a lake and a bright, genuine smile. She looked so pure, like the world had not yet polluted her.
Bradley asked, “Is this the girl who showed up at Camilla’s wedding?”
He couldn’t remember her name.
But he did remember how Eddie had stared at her the whole time. That was the only reason her face stuck in his mind.
Eddie, a little flustered, quickly grabbed Vicki’s photo and tried to hide it.
He carefully slipped it between the pages of a book.
“Brad, what’s up? Do you need something?” Eddie asked, clearly dodging the question.
Bradley said, “Eddie, I took a trip to Viremont yesterday, and I met a girl…”
He gave Eddie a rough rundown of what had happened.
Eddie’s eyes widened in shock.
That girl must be Cameron Wallace.
Now, she became Cameron Yates.
After all these years, Brad actually ran into her again.
Back then, when Eddie found out that Cameron was actually a girl, he’d honestly felt happy for Bradley.
