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

laughter abruptly stopped, and the hatred in her eyes

opponent. You made me

taken aback. Her words felt like slander to

Besides, Aurora has her own opinions. How could she

her sides, suddenly grabbed the bedsheet, trembling with force

Are you afraid to admit it? Can you say she didn't ask for

saw that girl running away, I had a bad feeling. I

me who I thought should advance. But I swear I didn't tell her to vote

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

at the pillow on the floor, I

Believe it or not. To be honest, Connie is talented. Winning

but now there was a fleeting look of guilt in

I already

one doesn't mean you can't sing anymore. 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 to put in the effort to achieve

seemed at a loss for words to refute me. After

you're right. I suppose you put in a lot of effort to

from the bed, glaring at me with pure malice from across the room. "You really don't get how much Ethan loves Fiona. I'll

that, she started slapping herself, one smack after

She dodged back and grabbed a vase

sharp, and shards

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

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

doorway and turned on the

crying with a swollen face, looking like the innocent victim, while

Faye, and helped her up without asking a single question. It seemed he had already judged me guilty;

up, wiping her tears

burden. I shouldn't even be

and ran out

disappear through the door, and finally turned to look at

his expression, but Ethan didn't seem to blame me; he

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, she

few seconds before turning

to watch his

a woman too. I wasn't invincible, just a bit more rational than the impulsive Faye. I wanted