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 me

were a kid, sometimes like a little

back to his senses. He tore open my shirt, his burning hand touching my skin without any

screamed in

a loud noise

standing dumbfounded at the bedroom door, the noise from something she

then slowly picked up the bag from the floor, placed it

doing?" He slapped himself. "What

heavily

disheveled clothes and got out

hand again. "Emily,

I didn't respond.

Let's talk calmly. I won't do

didn't insist

losing his mind due to alcohol. I still wanted to believe he was a gentleman. "Call Lacey. She ran out so impulsively just now, I'm worried something might

stared at the ceiling,

fragile woman. She'll

for a while, I took

wouldn't answer, but

"Lacey."

the way, the things I bought are for breakfast. You guys handle it

voice sound light and cheerful, I could still hear the nasal tone

no explanation could outweigh what she had seen with her own

I'll hang up

tone quickly

gotten up from the

back out and collapsed onto the

face was wet, and his shirt was damp at the

I grabbed them and stood up, saying, "I'm

heard Jason's voice behind me. "Emily,

very calm

even faster. It wasn't until I got back to my own room and closed the door that I leaned against it, gasping

my desk and opened the drawer, where I kept

needle, I took off my shirt to sew

"Emily, what's wrong?"

startling me and

my pricked finger, I felt a pang of guilt, as if I had been caught doing

I'm sewing them back

sew them up

bed, unable to sleep. The pain on my lips from Jason's

I felt a deep sense of guilt towards

I found myself desperately missing

and texted Ethan: [I

was late; his drinking session should be over

surprise, he replied quickly: [I miss

and ran downstairs, my heart racing like a woman in love rushing

towards Broadway Alley, the cigarette in his