Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 1143:

A chill ripped through her. She stumbled backward and hit the ground, panic rising.

“If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear,” the voice rasped from behind the mask. “So, Shelly… what are you so afraid of?”

The distorted voice sounded hauntingly familiar. Shelly’s chest heaved. She looked the figure up and down, narrowing her eyes. “Heidi,” she said through gritted teeth. “Is that you? What do you want?”

The figure paused—then, slowly, pulled off the mask. And there she was. Heidi. Her face was gaunt and haggard.

Shelly watched as Heidi tore off her mask and let out a quiet sigh of relief. She steadied herself and stood up, her gaze fixed on Heidi.

But the moment she got a clear look at her face, that relief vanished.

Heidi looked… wrecked. Her skin was ghostly pale, her lips drained of color. Her eyes were wild, rimmed with exhaustion and madness. Her hair was a tangled mess, and her expression teetered between rage and instability.

out, stunned. “How

ask me that? As if this isn’t your fault?” She took a step toward Shelly, her

Shelly backed away instinctively. Heidi’s sudden

back hitting the car. She was out of

car door handle as an idea began to form in her

with venom. “You destroyed my life—and you’re telling me

energy, she shoved Heidi back and dove into the car, slamming the door shut

she sat frozen,

She rushed to the car, yanking the

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pounding on the window, screaming

and peeled out of the lot without looking

disappeared behind her, her heart kept racing. Her whole body was