The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 10 Her Lips Were Way Too Soft

“Elsa, what happened?”

The moment John saw the blood, his expression changed drastically. He didn’t even bother handing Lily the medicine anymore. He rushed forward and grabbed Elsa’s hand, carefully checking her wound.

“John, don’t blame Lily.”

Elsa lifted her chin, her beautiful face tinged with a fragile pride.

“It’s my fault. It’s all my fault… Just like Lily said, someone like me, on the verge of death, really is disgusting. I borrowed her wedding dress, and she said it was bad luck. She’s right. Don’t blame her… it’s all because I’m dirty. I deserve this…”

With those words, she made it sound like she was taking all the blame.

But really, she was painting Lily as something far worse.

The implication was clear: she was hurt because of Lily.

That Lily had belittled her, humiliated her, trampled all over her dignity.

Sure enough, John’s face–so handsome it could’ve been the final project of a goddess–darkened like a storm swallowing a city.

A chill swept in, freezing everything.

“Lily, I was the one who lent Elsa the dress. She’s seriously ill, and you still insulted her and went so far as to stab her? Apologize to her!”

“I didn’t stab her. She’s lying.”

Lily had quietly recorded a video earlier.

But her phone had only 2% battery left, and the second the recording finished, it powered off.

She knew John only believed Elsa.

She didn’t want to waste breath arguing. All she wanted was to get her phone charged and shove the evidence in Elsa’s face.

“Lily, when did you become like this?”

John looked at her scrolling on her phone without the slightest hint of remorse, and the frost in his eyes deepened.

He yanked the phone from her hands and smashed it on the floor. “You keep hurting Elsa and still won’t admit it… This toxic, shameless side of you–disgusting!”

Toxic. Disgusting.

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The words cut deeper than blades, and for a second, Lily forgot all about picking up her shattered phone.

She knew his heart had been leaning away for a long time.

But after four years of clinging to each other through life and death, she’d never thought the day would come where he’d look her in the eye and call her disgusting.

“I’ve got proof. Elsa set me up.”

Lily tilted her head back, fighting back tears for a long moment before she managed to speak again.

No matter what Elsa says, you believe her. Even without evidence, you’ll stand by her no matter what. You believe her so much–if she said you were a

“Lily!”

eyes flooded with fury. Her stubbornness, her defiance–it infuriated

“John, it hurts…”

staggered, her

she bent over weakly, the gold–trimmed pendant she wore slipped out of

Elsa. She’d never

was plugged in, she darted forward, trying to snatch

you doing to Elsa

going to hurt

and shoved

into the

fully healed

“Lily…”

vanished into a pit of

guilt, like needles stabbing

I deserve it. Even if

suddenly spat out a huge

בה ט סה

“Elsa!”

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trickled down her lips in thick,

couldn’t look

like seeing her

going to die. And she would never

though… her body was failing fast. She could

teenage moonlight. Even if he’d been disappointed in her, given up on her, he couldn’t

swept her into his arms and

time, Lily’s head really

lashes, blurring her vision, but her mind was crystal

had pushed

said she had evidence, he

to tell her that love was sweet. That it meant having someone. A place

met. Then, they were no longer lost souls, but

had always believed love was

why did loving John hurt

from her temple

agonizing and overwhelmingly

She felt extremely suffocated.

finally managed to push herself up

And she finally understood-

only sweet if

was because she’d loved

she had to change

hard it was,

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followed John from

hotel with Elsa bleeding

fault.

ran