Aww Seven Exes Begged Cute Blocked novel Chapter 19

**TITLE: A Promise Written on the Rusted Edge of Time by Dael Rowan Sire**
**Chapter 19 – You wanted a green card, not my dreams.**

As the final day for college applications approached, a wave of panic washed over me. It was the last chance to submit, a moment I had been anticipating for months. But then, out of nowhere, Damien, my childhood sweetheart, made a shocking decision. He switched his top choice from MIT to UCLA, all for the sake of the campus queen.

The air in the room felt thick with tension as his buddies ribbed him mercilessly.

“Yo, what about your girl Nova? Didn’t you two promise each other you’d both go to MIT like six years ago?” one of them teased, a smirk plastered across his face.

Damien barely looked up from his phone, his focus seemingly locked on whatever was happening on the screen. His nonchalance stung.

“Oh, Nova? Nah, she’s got my login info for the application portal. When she sees I switched, she’ll definitely just change hers too. She follows me around like a pathetic little shadow—honestly, it’s getting embarrassing. Gurl Interady has no identity without me.”

The words struck me like a slap in the face, leaving me frozen outside the private dining room, my heart pounding in my chest. I could feel my stomach plummet as if it had dropped to the floor.

In that moment, I felt like I was suffocating. I quietly retreated, pretending I hadn’t overheard anything, as if my absence could somehow shield me from the truth.

That day, I made a vow to myself: I wouldn’t check the application system. Not once. I wouldn’t follow his lead and change my choice.

What Damien didn’t realize was that while he could chase his perfect princess across the country, this “pathetic little shadow” had her own dreams to pursue. I had been working tirelessly to carve out my own path, and it was never about following him to wherever he decided to go.

His words echoed in my mind, relentless and cruel, hitting me like a freight train, knocking the breath from my lungs. The idea of getting into MIT together had been our pact since we were freshmen in high school, a promise we had nurtured through late-night study sessions and shared dreams.

Just a few weeks ago, our families had gathered around the dinner table, discussing our final college choices as if they were sacred commitments.

But now? He had shattered everything we had built.

He hadn’t even had the decency to give me a heads-up.

Inside the dining room, his friends continued to prod him. “But how do you know Nova’s even gonna check your portal again? What if she doesn’t notice—”

Damien let out a laugh that dripped with condescension, and I felt bile rise in my throat. “Are you kidding me? I know that girl better than she knows herself. She checks that thing like eight hundred times a day, paranoid she’s gonna mess something up and we’ll end up in different programs.”

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