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to evade justice because he chose his victims carefully, targeting girls others envied or disliked, those who were withdrawn or socially isolated.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

a strained smile as if even that hurt. "Really? But, Ophelia... I'm so

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her words, leaving Ophelia straining to

what you've been through. If you have evidence, I can help you bring

others, began arriving on the rooftop

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among them, fear flooded her eyes. She stepped back, one foot hovering precariously

have I ever lied to you? I can

in. "What are 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

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

worked so hard to get

up!" Ophelia roared,

these were the same lines Zackary had used to manipulate

expected, hearing his words only made Briony's emotions spiral further out of

murmured, each word hitting Ophelia like a

as though she wanted

survive, I have nothing left. If my death can bring justice to these monsters..." Briony trailed off. "No. Your death will only let him get away with it even more. Briony, come down..." Ophelia's voice

freshman year in architecture, I've been working on a design. I

be someone from Gloomhaven again..." Briony wore a faint smile. Briony's entire life had

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

She grabbed her.

don't let go... please don't..."

you, Ophelia, for sending me off in my final moments."

please..." Ophelia choked out, desperation lacing her

by little. At that moment, Ophelia

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something.

she watched, helpless, as Briony slipped from her grasp and plummeted

resounded through the

white dress fanned out like a grotesque, blood-red rose blooming against

her... I could've pulled her up,' Ophelia thought, her mind

a vibrant life vanish through her fingers,

she just hold on..." murmured someone in the

regret. Firefighters rubbed at their reddened

yet, the school officials' whispers

control. "Make sure this doesn't leak

of witnessing such a scene evident on their faces. A few staff members muttered about arranging

concern, not a single person truly cared about

Her bloodshot eyes, burning with fury, now glinted with a malevolent edge, as though she were a demon