Chapter 48
Without a second thought, I walked over to Lirian. Ignoring the blood and the obvious pain he was
in, I gently touched his arm, checking his injuries.
“Are you alright?” I asked, my voice low.
Lirian shook his head with a small, flattered smile.
“I’m fine,” he said, though the blood dripping from his wounds told a different story.
Even though Lirian tried to act tough, I could see he was struggling to stay on his feet.
I waved down my family driver, who had been waiting nearby.
“Take him home.” I instructed.
As the driver came over, Lirian turned his head, and I caught a glimpse of a mischievous smile he directed toward Ryan–a smile that said he had won, despite the injuries.
Ryan’s expression was full of hurt and betrayal, but I refused to let it affect me.
I helped Lirian into the car, and we left without another glance back.
As the car sped toward Lirian’s place, I bandaged his wounds with a calm precision, my hands moving automatically despite the worry gnawing at me.
“Why were you there?” I asked, keeping my voice casual as I wrapped a clean bandage around hist
arm.
Lirian winced slightly but managed to smile.
“I was planning on attending your school,” he said, his voice soft but amused. “I was there to check in–didn’t expect to run into this.”
raised an eyebrow, surprised but genuinely happy.
“So, we’ll be classmates?” I asked, feeling a strange mix of excitement and relief.
Lirian nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. “Looks like it.”
Chapter 48
For a moment, we sat in silence, the weight of the day’s events settling over us.
Despite everything, a small smile tugged at the corner of my lips.
Lirian’s presence was comforting in a way I hadn’t expected.
That night, as exhaustion finally caught up with me, I drifted into a restless sleep.
My dreams were usually scattered, disjointed memories of my past life.
But tonight was different.
I dreamed of the time after my death…
It was after I had been locked up in a dark basement and died in excruciating pain.
That memory of suffocating in the stifling darkness, the cold cement beneath me, the bitter metallic taste of blood on my lips it haunted me.
My screams had echoed endlessly in that confined space, unheard by anyone, or perhaps ignored by
everyone.
But that part of my life was over. What came next was a different kind of torment.
Linda and Ryan, the two who had orchestrated my suffering, were now bound together in at gruesome scene, their arms and legs shattered like fragile porcelain dolls.
The firewood beneath them crackled as it was doused in petrol, the smell of gasoline thick in the air, mixing with the stench of blood.
Flames flickered dangerously close to their broken bodies, casting eerie shadows over their beaten. unrecognizable faces.
Bruises covered their skin like grotesque flowers blooming in dark shades of purple, blue, and red.
Bullet holes riddled their bodies, and blood poured out of them in a slow, agonizing flow
Linda’s chest heaved with uneven breaths, her once–proud demeanor now reduced to terror.
Her voice broke the suffocating silence, a scream laced with desperation.
“You guys hate me for poisoning Sophia’s wolf! Don’t you think I could’ve done all this without Ryan’s approval?!”
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Her eyes were wide with fear as they darted between the flames and the man standing coldly before
her
She turned to Ryan, pleading.
“Ryan! Speak up! I’m your fiancée! Your favorite person! Say something for me!”
But Ryan, slumped and barely conscious, didn’t move, didn’t speak.
His face was pale, ashen even, as if the weight of guilt had hollowed him out from the inside.
His eyes stared blankly at the floor, unable to meet hers.
“Ryan!” Linda’s voice cracked as tears streamed down her bloodstained face, but it was as though he
couldn’t hear her anymore. His silence was deafening, and her pleas fell into the void.
Bang-
A gunshot shattered the moment.
Linda shrieked in agony, her hand clutching her arm, now sporting a fresh bullet wound.
The sound of her cry echoed through the darkened room, but no one moved to help her. Lirian, the man holding the gun, lowered it with a sneer, his eyes blazing with hatred as he approached Ryan.
“You promised me,” Lirian spat, grabbing Ryan by the collar and yanking him upright. “You said. you’d arrange everything. You said you’d protect her!”
Ryan’s lips trembled, his bloodshot eyes filling with tears that spilled down his cheeks, mixing with. the grime and sweat. He looked so lost, so broken, it almost seemed pitiful.
“I… I didn’t expect this…” His voice was barely a whisper, shaking with guilt. “I just wanted to scare her. How could I have known she’d die?” His knees buckled, but Lirian held him up by his shirt, refusing to let him crumble.
