After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter 17

Seeing Asher just sit there, silent and not even bothering to defend himself. Elara curled her lips into a smirk. Wha seriously thought that after pouting for a few days, I'd come crawling back to make peace with you?" She knew exactly what was going through his head, though.

You

She had been raised in luxury, pampered all her life. Getting kicked to the curb with nothing but the clothes on her back had left scars.

If one always lived humbly, they could manage, but falling from a life of wealth into poverty? That was a pain they didn't forget.

Back then, she'd spend every day lying in bed, lost in her fantasies, dreaming that Asher would finally come to his senses- realize she was innocent, apologize, and beg her to come back.

But all that waiting amounted to nothing. She waited and waited, right up until the end, never once seeing him believe her. Instead, what she got was news of his marriage to someone else and the harsh truth: he had set her up from the start.

And now. Asher probably wasn't living any better than her. She had propped him up for so long, after all.

"No need. Asher snapped, his voice cold and sharp.

Elara let out a soft, sarcastic laugh. "Oh. please. If you think I'd ever come back to stroke your ego, you're fucking delusional. You want me back? You better start begging. And maybe-if I'm feeling really generous-I might toss you a couple of bucks." Her words were playful but deep down, she felt nothing.

She wasn't dumb enough to think he'd actually beg. But she wanted to see it-Asher, on his knees, pleading for her forgiveness.

His arrogance pissed her off. After everything he'd put her through, there was no way she was going to let him get off easy this time. Giving him a bit of false hope? Yeah, that felt just right.

"Never," Asher shot back, cold as ice, refusing to even look at her.

Elara didn't mind. She wasn't in any hurry. After class, she headed straight to the teacher's office.

a new test

was waiting, along with the dean and a couple of other teachers from her grade. They'd

ask-why were your grades so awful before?" Thinking back to how stupidly she'd thrown herself

realities of the outside

was one of the few places where busting their ass actually paid off. But once one stepped out into that cold, unforgiving

How the hell did she not cheat?" Maia's expression was grim. This class needs a serious attitude adjustment. Instead of tearing each other down with baseless accusations, you should focus on supporting your classmates. I expect everyone to

"Didn't you say you'd drop out if I didn't cheat? You're not planning to back out

Chapter 17

stammered, "1...

really can't keep their word. Here's some advice-don't go making bets you can't follow through on next time," Elara shot back, sarcasm dripping from every word. we're

need to take things this far. Lizzie was just concerned, okay? She didn't mean any harm. Cut her some slack. With Daphne jumping in, the rest of the class quickly followed

coldly, eyeing the room full of suddenly righteous faces. Funny how they all found

worried about her?

as tears started to well up in her eyes, playing the victim perfectly. And, just

always been nice to you. Why

to me? Seriously? If I were the one getting expelled today,

course I

still a liar who can't keep her word. So, how about this-run twelve miles instead." Lizzie's jaw dropped.

Elara added, leaning back in

decision didn't matter much to her, but there needed to be consequences. People had to learn they couldn't

Lizzie spat, "Fine! I'll

looking up, "You're gonna scream your apologies the whole time. Tell everyone you lied about me cheating. Make sure the whole

that a little... much?" she stammered, her voice shaky. The idea of being humiliated

voice was ice-cold.