Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 349 Trade Yourself for Yura

Rosaline’s POV:

+8 Pearls

I stood on the edge of the cliff, watching as Candice pressed a blade to Yura’s throat, forcing her to retreat step by step toward the precipice.

“Candice, put the blade down. Let’s talk this through,” said, taking a few steps forward, trying my best to keep my voice calm.

I glanced at the cliff, and a sudden wave of fear washed over me,

The situation felt eerily familiar.

It hit me. I’d dreamed of this countless times–chased, cornered at the edge of a cliff, and then sent plummeting into the abyss.

That feeling, the sense of helplessness, was terrifying.

But this time it wasn’t a dream.

Yura was my best friend. We had worked together for years, and our bond ran deep. I couldn’t let anything -happen to her.

“Talk?” Candice sneered, her lips curling into a cold, manic smile.

She spat furiously. “Everything that’s happened to me is because of you! Anyone connected to you has to die!

you

“If it weren’t for you, Jasper would never have left me. I’d still be his fiancée! But because seduced him and confused him, now he wants to break off our engagement! And to top it off, ruined my reputation. B*tch, I’m the heiress to Phantom Pack, and look at me now!”

shamelessly

you’ve

silent, my gaze steady.

said was true,

a genius pianist was now nothing more

how could anyone hold

your reputation, not me,” I said, my

she hadn’t made mistake after mistake,

doing, yet she wanted to blame

Unable to accept her failure, she shifted all the blame onto others.

fault. You made one wrong move after another. You didn’t want to accept your defeat. And what makes you think that after everything Phantom

the world could be

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her face contorted with rage. “Don’t you dare act cocky before me! Your friend’s in my hands

do you want?” I asked

I had to keep Yura safe.

as she pressed the blade closer to Yura. She suddenly burst into a manic laugh: her laugh echoed through the forest, a chilling sound

to save your friend? It’s simple. Trade yourself for

coldly as she pulled out a bundle of explosives, her face twisted in a grotesque grin as she looked at me. If you want to save her, come over here, ake her place as my hostage, and wear

provoked, “Whether she lives or dies is in your hands now. If she dies, it’s all on you. Don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

gaze locked onto the explosives in

hell did she get

has lost her mind.

we go this far and try to kill each

me and somehow get away,