Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 211 Love Me Once

Jason's words had this vibe, like he was about to spill some deep, dark secret.

I freaked out and shoved him away.

"Jason, let go of me."

He always seemed so polished and kind-like, super polite and gentle, never pushy.

But right now, he was a whole different person. Even drunk, Jason was strong; his arms felt like iron, and the only thing changing was his eyes.

The smell of booze filled the space between us with every breath he took, and his slightly tipsy gaze locked onto me, with all sorts of emotions swirling in his eyes.

He shook his head, his eyes darkening, like he'd made up his mind about something.

The next second, he grabbed my jaw and kissed me hard. I struggled, and he pinned my hands down with his other hand.

From the strength of his grip and the wildness of his kiss, I could feel his determination.

I remembered the first time Ethan and I hooked up on the mountaintop; I couldn't resist his strength when he was drunk.

Tears streamed down my face in panic, and I tried to kick him. But he saw it coming and pressed his leg against mine.

I finally turned my head away, and his lips brushed my ear. His breath was all over the place as he leaned against my shoulder, his hoarse and excited voice whispering in my ear.

"Emily, I love you. Give me a chance, okay?"

My mind exploded, and I struggled harder. "Jason, please, wake up. Let go of me."

I tried to appeal to his reason.

"Emily, I love you. I love you. Please don't resist me. Love me just once, okay?"

At this moment, he was numbed by alcohol, devoid of willpower, or maybe he just didn't want to hold back anymore.

Actually, Jason had confessed to me in Riverdale Falls. He'd been drinking that day too, but not as much as today. He had a small impulse that day, which I think led him to confess. He was mostly sober and rational. We even stayed in the same hotel room that night, and nothing happened between us.

He was a gentleman, and I admired him, so even though he said "I love you," it didn't change much between us.

But today, if something irreversible happened between us, everything would change completely.

Not only would things change between us, but also with Ethan.

"But I don't love you," I cried.

Jason's bitter laughter echoed in my ear.

"I know, I've always known it was one-sided. It's okay, I've gotten used to it over the years. My love for you is enough." "Jason, you."

He silenced me again with his lips.

In desperation, I bit down, drawing blood, the metallic taste spreading in my mouth.

looked at

when you were a kid, sometimes like a little cat that

bite didn't bring him back to his senses. He tore open my shirt, his burning

screamed in panic,

a loud noise at

standing dumbfounded at the bedroom door, the noise from

bag from the floor, placed it on the table, and fled. Jason stared at me, his chest heaving rapidly, his eyes filled with a dreamlike confusion as if

He slapped himself. "What

heavily beside

fixed my disheveled clothes and got out

grabbed my hand again. "Emily, I'm

I didn't respond.

talk calmly. I won't do anything

insist

due to

the ceiling, shaking his

fragile woman. She'll be

I was still worried. After hesitating for a while, I took out my phone and

she wouldn't answer, but she

"Lacey."

way, the things I bought

though Lacey deliberately made her voice sound light and cheerful, I could still hear the

could outweigh what

so I'll hang up

tone quickly

had gotten

he stumbled back out and

at the chest, likely from splashing cold water

I grabbed

ran to the door, I heard Jason's

very

out of his room even faster. It wasn't until I got back

to my desk and opened the drawer, where I kept the

my shirt to sew

"Emily, what's wrong?"

from behind me, startling me and causing me

pang of guilt, as if I had been caught doing something

fell off, so I'm sewing them back on,"

sew them up and

tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. The pain on my lips from

a deep sense of guilt towards

at that moment, I found myself desperately

and texted Ethan:

be over by now, right?

miss you too. I'm almost at

downstairs, my heart racing like a

tall figure heading towards Broadway Alley, the