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.

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

you?”

nodded. “Yeah, you can call him

but sometimes you have

blame you then. Oliver is carefu his decisions; he wouldn’t have asked you unless it was absolutely

that the song I threw together last night would surpass the one you worked on for

Christopher was stunned. “You wrote Miranda’s

held her coffee cup, while

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used in the finals, from the lyrics to the arrangement, was all my work.

glances from around the table, had tears awkwardly hanging on

“When did she become so manipulative and

the trophy, even though they

didn’t plan to use ‘Whispers in the Dark,’ but my coach made me draw lots, and that’s the one

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