Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 142 Are You Afraid I'll Eat You?

So, there was no dodging it now; I had to lay it all out.

I blurted out, "Bobby, you guys got it all wrong. Seriously, we're not what you think, we..."

"Girl, he's a good dude. You can't keep harping on one thing forever. Nobody's perfect. Even if he messed up, you gotta give him a shot to make things right, ya know?" Before I could finish, they cut me off, thinking Faris and I were just a bickering couple.

In the end, they practically shoved us into the room.

When we got there, I saw there were only two bedrooms. This one was ours, which meant all those big guys, including Bobby, had to cram into the other room. Faris flicked on his phone's flashlight, and the tiny beam barely lit up the small room.

A wooden bed, a desk, a chair, and an old TV on the desk.

On a snowy night, up in the mountains, with no heat, even with the doors and windows shut, the room felt like a freezer. Wearing a down jacket felt like wearing nothing.

The hail had stopped, but the wind and snow were still going strong. I could hear the wind howling inside the house.

The window glass was intact, but it probably didn't fit right. The curtain fluttered now and then as the wind sneaked in.

Staring at the only bed, I was on high alert.

Faris set his phone next to the TV, adjusting it for the best light, then suddenly turned to look at me. Even in the dim light, I could see his playful grin, like he already knew I was uneasy.

He suddenly grabbed my hand. Before I could pull away, he yanked me toward him, making me stumble and bump my forehead against his chin. I tried to back off, but he held my waist, pulling me close, and I felt a soft touch on my forehead. Startled, I looked up. In the dim light, Faris was smiling, his tongue slightly licking his lips, looking as pleased and proud as a kid who just got candy.

"Pervert!"

Out of shame and anger, I raised my hand to slap Faris.

But before I could bring it down, he caught it.

He looked at me calmly, with a smirk.

"Since you call me a pervert, should I really act like one?"

His deliberately gentle tone brushed past my ear like a feather, sounding very flirtatious.

I forcefully shook off Faris's hand, and this time, he let go.

"I'm used to sleeping alone, but now there's only one bed. Given the circumstances, I can't be too picky. We'll just have to squeeze in for the night. It's just one night, after all."

Faris said as he walked to the bed and sat down, looking at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"What, you don't wanna sleep? Think I'm a beast? Don't worry. I won't touch you." He sounded like he was laughing.

a dangerous man was already risky,

not sleeping? Then I'll sleep," he said again, and

off his shoes and lay down on

a few seconds later,

collapsed?

pleased, especially seeing Faris's relaxed expression disappear the moment the bed collapsed. I felt a sense of satisfaction from head to toe. Bobby and the other guys came

door. I opened it, and as they came in, Faris was just getting up from the collapsed

look and started laughing, their eyes glancing meaningfully between Faris and

and a rush of heat surged to

over to the bed, looked at it, and said a bit awkwardly and apologetically, "Actually, no one has slept in this room for a long time. It was used

dim light hiding some of

really matter. We're just grateful to have a place to shelter

the next room. I guessed they

them. One of the guys invited me to watch

the dark and cold room. Fortunately, a beam of light from Faris's phone

sound of the wind was like a

wall that swayed back and forth. I felt a chill down my spine and got a bit

creaked open, and in walked Faris

saw

cards

at me, a smile

I played with them all night, I'd clean them out. How could I feel good about

you're some kind

saying anything. He got up and walked to a corner of the

basin, sat down cross-legged, and then turned to look

"Come sit over here."

I didn't move.

from the phone suddenly went out,

came from

cigarette with a lighter, calmly saying, "My

out. According to horror movie logic, this usually meant a monster was about to appear. The more I thought about it, the more terrified

my hand was yanked forcefully, and

was completely different from Ethan's. My

tried to scramble up, but his arm tightened,

pressed against his chest, and I stared at

the fire basin reflected on his face,

you afraid

I didn't respond.

the unfavorable conditions, I had to be cautious with