The Cambridge Bet — The Wrong University

at something I earned entirely on my own. Something that belongs to Alina Bennett and no one else. I open the registration page for the Cambridge entrance exam, upload my results and hit submit. Three days later, Damien gets married as planned. I don't ten, I only watch the wedding convoy leave through the windows of the estate. After the

Victoria moves into the main house, and Damien spends another six weeks traveling with her for a series of family visits. I ask him about Cambridge twice. Both times, he tells me to Then, three months later, he finally tells me he's taking me to school, but we don't go to the airport. When the car finally stops, I look up at the name on the building. Every

bit of excitement inside me disappears. This isn't Cambridge. It's just an ordinary college outside New York with a name that sounds vaguely similar. We're here. I don't move. He follows my gaze to the school entrance, as if he finally understands

I'm so quiet. What, you don't like it? I said the University of Cambridge