2 septembre 2026

Caleb held the envelope in both hands.

« I spent the last six months wondering whether to say anything, » he said. « I kept telling myself graduation wasn’t the place. But pretending everything is fine would mean letting someone else decide my future. »

Patrick shifted uneasily in his seat.

« Caleb… » he began.

« No, » Caleb said. « You’ve had enough chances. »

He opened the envelope.

« These are scholarship letters addressed to me. »

A murmur spread through the audience.

« I never received them. »

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