Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 116 She Really Wants My Life

Faye's face twisted with rage, eyes blazing with hatred. The once sweet angel had morphed into a bloodthirsty demon.

Gasping for air, I grabbed her wrist, trying to shove her away.

"What the hell are you doing?" I croaked out.

In the darkness, Faye suddenly laughed. It wasn't her usual sweet giggle but a sinister cackle, making her look even more terrifying.

"What am I doing? I'm gonna kill you."

Every word she spat out dripped with venom. I got why she was pissed after losing the competition, even though she kept calling me Emily. But nothing should've made her act like I'd done something unforgivable. I struggled, but her grip was iron. My head got fuzzy from lack of oxygen, and my vision started to blur.

"Ethan," I called out weakly.

Faye sneered, staring at me with triumph.

"I bet even if I killed you, Ethan wouldn't have the guts to send me to jail. He'd defend me. You believe that?"

I wasn't thinking anymore. I kicked her in the stomach. She fell back, and her grip loosened.

Gasping for breath, I rolled off the bed and lay on the floor before slowly sitting up, clutching my neck, and coughing.

Faye, now sitting on the bed, glared at me with undiminished hatred but seemed calmer and didn't attack again.

I stared at her like she was nuts.

"Faye, losing one competition isn't the end. You've got your whole life ahead.If you kill me, you'll ruin your own future. I've lived longer,, so I've already won. But what about you?"

Faye was breathing heavily like me, as if all her hatred was stuck in her chest and couldn't be expelled.

In the quiet room, the only sounds were our heavy breathing.

She stared at me and laughed coldly.

"My life? Emily, you ruined my life with your own hands. And now you're playing the good guy?"

I looked at her frankly. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

her frail shoulders

abruptly stopped, and the hatred in her eyes pierced me like sharp

made me lose this competition,

taken aback. Her words felt like

her own opinions. How could she

by her sides, suddenly grabbed the bedsheet, trembling with

Can you say she didn't ask for your opinion? People heard your conversation in the restroom. Afraid to

running away, I had a bad

ask me who I thought should advance. But I swear I didn't tell

grabbed a pillow and threw it at me. I didn't dodge in time, and

at the pillow on the

told you I didn't give Aurora any advice. Believe it or not. To be

there was a fleeting look of guilt

but I already

There are other ways to become famous besides competitions. If you can't stay calm, you're bound to lose. But you're so young and already have so many devious thoughts. Who taught you that? Sure, society can be tough, but in the end, good wins out. You've got

loss for words to refute me. After

put in a lot of effort to get Ethan, didn't you?" Why

me with pure malice from across the room. "You really don't get how much

herself, one smack after another, each

I lunged to stop her. She dodged back and grabbed a vase from the bedside table, smashing

sound was sharp, and shards of

rampage, smashing everything she could find, even her own makeup on the

the door was pushed open, she ignored the shards on the floor

turned on the room light,

a swollen face, looking like the innocent victim, while I stood there

her up without asking a single question. It

didn't get up, wiping her tears

just a burden. I shouldn't even

that, she suddenly got up and

through the door, and

didn't seem to blame me; he

coming on, my heart heavy. I wondered where Faye would go in the middle of the night. No matter what happened tonight, whose fault it was, or who had ulterior motives,

for a few seconds before turning and walking

hurt to watch his quickly

I wasn't invincible, just a bit more rational than the impulsive Faye. I wanted to be impulsive, to act