“Talia! Wake up!” Harrison appeared.
“Brother…” I whispered, supported by him towards the door.
“Talia Hayes! You bitch!” A distorted figure stood in the firelight.
Jenny’s once elegant face was scarred, her
hair almost gone. She limped forward, a
く
gasoline can swaying.
“Jenny!” Harrison was shocked. “How did you
escape?!”
She screamed hysterically, her voice raspy.
“Talia Hayes! Why aren’t you dead!”
I struggled to stand. “Jenny, I considered you
my best friend, shared everything with you!
Why would you do this to me…”
“Friend?” she laughed cruelly, revealing
broken teeth. “I hate your perfect life! I hate
that he only sees you!”
“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be here!
Bitch! Die!”
Jenny threw gasoline everywhere, then lunged
with a lighter.
In a flash, Harrison grabbed my wrist, pushing
me out the door. I landed hard in the
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me out the door. I landed hard in the
courtyard. Servants rushed over.
Zane and the medical team arrived.
I pointed at the burning mansion. “Save them!”
A deafening explosion; the mansion collapsed
in flames.
I stared blankly, Zane holding me tightly.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s over.”
Harrison was gone in the fire.
Three months later, Zane and I married.
As the ring slipped on my finger, past pain faded like smoke.
Zane’s warm hand held mine; those painful memories would fade with time.
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