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?"

laugh coldly, her frail shoulders trembling with

hatred in

my opponent. You made me lose this competition, and now you're pretending? Emily, you're so

taken aback. Her words felt like slander to

Besides, Aurora has her own opinions. How could she listen

by her sides, suddenly grabbed the bedsheet, trembling

admit it? Can you say she didn't ask for your opinion? People heard your conversation

saw that girl running away, I had a bad

thought should advance. But I swear I didn't tell her to vote for Connie. I didn't tell her to vote for you either.

it at me. I didn't dodge in time, and it hit me square in

pillow on the floor,

not. To be honest, Connie is talented. Winning over you was expected.

was a

answer, but I already

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,

to refute

effort to get Ethan, didn't you?"

malice from across the room. "You really don't get how much Ethan loves Fiona. I'll

herself, one smack after another, each one echoing like a

back and grabbed a vase from the bedside table, smashing it to the

sound was sharp, and shards of porcelain flew

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

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

the doorway and turned on the

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

up without asking a single question. It seemed he had already judged me guilty; he hadn't looked at

wiping her

a burden. I shouldn't even

she suddenly got up and ran

up, watched Faye disappear through the door, and

didn't seem to blame me; he just

I wondered where Faye would go in the middle of the night. No matter what happened tonight, whose fault it

for a few seconds before turning and

to watch his

rational than the impulsive Faye. I wanted to