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.

slowly stopped and looked at me with

were a kid,

his senses. He tore open my

screamed in

loud

dumbfounded at the

at the door, maybe knowing who it was. Lacey froze for a moment, then slowly picked up the 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 the frenzy had

am I doing?" He slapped himself.

collapsed heavily beside

clothes

grabbed my hand again.

I didn't respond.

talk calmly. I won't

didn't insist on

wouldn't condemn him to hell for this one incident. I could only see it as him losing his mind due to alcohol. I still wanted to believe he was a gentleman. "Call Lacey. She ran out so impulsively just now,

at the ceiling, shaking his head

a fragile

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

wouldn't answer, but she picked

"Lacey."

By the way, the things I bought are for

cheerful, I could still hear the nasal tone that came

explanation could outweigh what she had seen with her

so I'll hang

tone

on the phone, Jason had gotten up from the bed

he stumbled back out and collapsed onto the

face was wet, and his shirt was damp at the chest, likely from splashing cold water on

he had torn off the bed, I grabbed them

to the door, I heard Jason's voice behind

very calm

It wasn't until I got back to my own room

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

the needle, I took off my shirt to sew

"Emily, what's wrong?"

behind me, startling me and causing me

pricked finger, I felt a pang of guilt, as

off, so I'm sewing them back

sew them up and get some

sewing the buttons, I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. The pain on my lips from Jason's rough

lips, I felt a

that moment, I

and texted

be over by now,

replied quickly: [I miss you too. I'm almost at

my heart racing like a woman in love rushing to

figure heading towards Broadway Alley, the cigarette in his hand glowing