My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

“No need, it’s not Xan’s fault.”

Miranda looked down, shaking her head slightly as she picked up a cup of coffee and offered it to Xanthea. “Xan, congrats on winning the championship.”

She hadn’t finished her sentence when she burst into tears.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’m falling apart. It’s just that I feel so useless, such a failure. I’ve tried so hard, for so long, and in the end, I’m nothing. My carefully prepared song couldn’t even match up to the one you sang offhand. I just don’t know what I can do anymore.”

Tears streamed down her face, and though she spoke no blame towards Xanthea, every word seemed to point towards her.

Xanthea observed the silent tension at the table and the accusing looks from her parents, and she smirked inwardly.

What a bitch!

In her past life, it was with this masterful strategy that Miranda had won her father’s heart, infuriated her mother, and ended up with Matthew. This time around, Xanthea wouldn’t let it happen again.

have launched my career long ago, Xanthea said, biting her lip, her face a mask of guilt. “But last night Uncle suddenly called me, saying the third surprise guest for ‘The Masked Singer’ had backed out at the last minute, and he couldn’t find a replacement. He thought of me. I wanted to refuse, but he said if no one

you?” Susanna

call him if

dear uncle, but sometimes

you then. Oliver is carefu his decisions; he wouldn’t have

surpass the one you

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her coffee cup,

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Miranda used in the finals, from the lyrics to the arrangement, was all my work. Didn’t you

Miranda, who, under the questioning glances from around the table, had tears awkwardly hanging on her cheeks, unsure of what expression

thought, “When did she become so manipulative and

even though

in the Dark,’ but my

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