Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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In an avalanche, no single snowflake was innocent.

Ophelia cast a cold, disdainful glance at the crowd.

She could hardly believe that these words were coming from the mouths of top students from Dellanex University.

Before long, fire trucks arrived. Teachers and school administrators began evacuating the crowd, cordoning off the area.

Ophelia lifted the caution tape and charged through, sprinting toward the rooftop.

Even with the building's height, over ten stories, she managed to run faster than the firefighters.

Briony was the girl who, as a child, had lost a finger.

She'd grown up beautiful and, in high school, received sponsorship to attend college.

Before time travel, Ophelia had only heard about a girl who, unable to endure Zackary's harassment and threats, had left behind a recording before jumping off a building. She'd died in the ICU less than a day later. What Ophelia hadn't expected was that the girl in question was Briony.

Zackary had always managed to evade justice because he chose his victims carefully, targeting girls others envied or disliked, those who were withdrawn or socially isolated.

At the time, Zackary had deliberately smeared Briony's reputation. With his unassuming appearance, he managed to fool

everyone.

For the sake of the school's reputation, the incident had been buried.

And because of Briony's circumstances, an orphan with no relatives, there had been no one to advocate for her.

Zackary not only escaped punishment but even garnered sympathy from others.

Meanwhile, Briony, the true victim, was bombarded with vile words and cruelty.

The door to the rooftop slammed open under Ophelia's force.

Briony stood at the edge in a white dress. The wind was strong, causing her dress to billow, her long hair whipping chaotically around her gaunt frame.

She looked frail, her body skeletal and devoid of vitality, teetering on the brink.

"Briony, do you remember me?" Ophelia called out, her chest rising and falling as she tried to soften her voice.

Briony turned her head slowly, her vacant eyes rimmed with dark circles glimmering faintly. "Ophelia..." Ophelia nodded fervently. "It's me, Briony. Can you believe we've met again? Remember the promise we made as kids?" Briony thought for a moment before replying, "I remember. To build houses and schools in Gloomhaven..."

"Yes, that's right, houses and schools. Come down, okay? I'm already working on it. We're so close to developing that area. Come down, please," said Ophelia.

lips lifted into a strained smile as if even that hurt.

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leaving Ophelia

can help you bring him down. Don't

with others, began arriving on the rooftop

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Briony saw Zackary among them, fear flooded her eyes. She stepped

frowned deeply, taking a few steps forward. "When have I ever lied

you all talking about? Briony, on the way up here, Mr. Gross already explained everything to me. He won't breathe a word about this. There's no need to resort to such measures." Cade's voice carried a mix of sorrow and disappointment. 'Briony is shameless. To secure a job after graduation, she actually tried to

me! If I didn't listen to him..."

to graduate. You've worked so hard to

up!" Ophelia roared,

these were the same lines Zackary had used

made Briony's

Four whole years..." Briony murmured, each word hitting Ophelia like a

though she wanted nothing more than to

to these monsters..." Briony trailed off. "No. Your death will only let him get away with it

my freshman year in architecture, I've been working on a design. I hope you can

want to be someone from Gloomhaven again..." Briony wore a faint smile. Briony's entire life had been plagued by discrimination

began to lean backward, her entire body tipping away from the rooftop. "No... please!" Ophelia lunged forward,

She grabbed her.

let go... please don't..." Ophelia's voice cracked

sending me off in my final moments." Briony smiled faintly, releasing Ophelia's

out, desperation lacing her

by little. At that moment, Ophelia had never wanted so badly to

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something.

her body leaned dangerously over the railing as she watched,

The impact resounded

dress fanned out like a grotesque, blood-red rose

pulled her up,' Ophelia

life vanish through her

why couldn't she just hold on..." murmured someone

wore faces of grief and regret. Firefighters rubbed at their reddened eyes,

the school officials' whispers carried an insensitive tone

immediately ordered damage control. "Make sure this doesn't leak beyond campus,"

the trauma of witnessing such a scene evident on their faces. A

all the outward gestures of concern, not a single person truly cared

a malevolent edge, as though she