Chapter 1830

Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right · Cozy Season

"Drake, behave at your new school. Be nice to everyone and make friends with them. Don't act out," said Mary Lowe. "What's with you today? I'm telling you, Arcane Academy's top-tier. Once you're there... Drake, I'm talking to you."

Drake had a long, vivid dream. The source of thɪs content is FіndNovel.net

After that final battle, they crossed a bridge, the air thick with strange incense. It hit him hard, pulling him into a dream he couldn't shake.

In it, that man took him and his mother overseas.

At 18, Drake followed Mary back to Seamar City.

Arcane Academy was a golden ticket for most, but for their kind? Just a high bar they could step over.

Lillian had been hounding him lately, obsessed with old stories, but he wasn't going to tell her what he dreamed of.

It was his private escape. If he could, he would live in it forever.

There was one thing he never got to say to her. He buried them deep in his heart until they were lost to time.

The dream rewound.

Outside, the world blurred past. Mary's voice snapped him back.

"Mom, stop nagging me," Drake said, grabbing his bag and stepping out. "It's just school."

It was freshman orientation. The school gates buzzed with people. Drake blended into the crowd.

Mary sighed, shaking her head.

"Drake Sampson, freshman," a senior volunteer said, shoving a form at him. "Report over there."

Drake ignored the paper, strolling into campus.

He knew it was a dream. Debra had said the incense would fade, and he'd wake up. There was no need to play by the rules in a fake world.

Whistling, he treated everyone like NPCs, scanning for something fun.

He'd never done college. His school was a grim room, force-fed skills for dirty work. This place was nicer, but not by much.

"Debra, Andrew is so good to you," a girl said nearby. "I wish I had someone like that."

Drake turned to see a girl with long hair. She was wearing casual clothes and no makeup. She looked pure and untouched.

But he recognized her instantly. It was Debra, younger and softer, unlike the calculating woman he knew.