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.

without evidence, you’ll stand by her no matter what. You believe her so much–if she said you were a dog, would

“Lily!”

with fury. Her

“John, it hurts…”

staggered, her

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

there was no reasoning with Elsa. She’d never give

moved fast. The moment her phone was plugged in, she darted forward,

are you doing to Elsa

was going to

and shoved

into the edge of

even fully healed split

“Lily…”

vanished into a pit

guilt, like needles

I deserve it. Even if it

spat out a huge mouthful

בה ט סה

“Elsa!”

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down her lips

look at Lily

didn’t like

she wasn’t going to die. And

failing fast. She could close her

was his first love. His teenage moonlight. Even if he’d been disappointed in her, given up on her, he

into his

Lily’s

her vision, but her mind

pushed

after she said she had

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

drifting, alone in the world–until they met. Then, they were no longer lost souls, but husband and wife

always believed love

did loving John hurt

her

agonizing and overwhelmingly

She felt extremely suffocated.

minutes, she finally managed to push herself

And she finally understood-

was only sweet if

because she’d loved the wrong

had

it was, she had to escape this

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John

with Elsa bleeding from her hand,

fault.

ran