Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 290 Live With That

After several rounds of interrogation, Ellin found herself locked in a dark room for the

entire night.

In that darkness, huddled in the corner, her mind wandered through memories and regrets.

When the police had found her, she'd been preparing lunch, waiting for Hank and the others to return. Shortly after Hank left, an unsettling feeling had crept into her heart. As the meal sat ready and time passed with no sign of them, that uneasiness grew stronger.

When police officers finally burst through the door, Ellin felt an unexpected calm. What was meant to happen would happen better a swift end than daily torment.

Looking back now, she could hardly recall what madness and impulse had driven her to act as she did. Even to herself, her actions seemed incomprehensible, yet she had done it nonetheless.

He must hate her now. The memory of his hands around her throat, his eyes burning with rage that image remained vivid in her mind.

She had only feared losing him, yet her actions had pushed him further away. Now, any possibility between them was gone destroyed by her own hands.

The door creaked open, letting in a shaft of light that fell across her body. Having spent the night in darkness, Ellin squinted against the sudden brightness, taking a moment to adjust.

Dawn had broken outside.

The figure stood backlit in the doorway, his face obscured. The moment she recognized him, her vision blurred with tears.

Footsteps approached as he entered the room.

She hastily smoothed her disheveled hair, unable to meet his gaze, yet feeling the hostility radiating from him.

Richard sat down in a chair a short distance away.

Ellin heard the click of a lighter, smelled the familiar scent of cigarette smoke drifting toward her.

"Ellin Spencer. Twenty-seven. Raised in a single-parent household. Dropped out of high school. Moved to the city alone to find work. Waited tables, worked as a hostess, did background acting. Eventually spotted by a talent scout and cast as a manipulative antagonist. The character was despicable, but memorable and it made you famous." Ellin listened as Richard calmly recited her life story, her initial shock giving way to resignation.

With the police having found her, they'd clearly investigated her background thoroughly.

She gave a bitter smile. "My mother named me Ellin Spencer. She said she wanted my world to be colorful and rich. I changed it when I became an actress."

Richard scoffed. "Were you really discovered by a talent scout, or did you sleep your way to that role?"

Ellin's head snapped up, his contemptuous gaze piercing her.

"No, Richard, please believe me. I really was discovered by a scout. I never slept with any director, I swear..."

Her voice trailed off as she realized that explanations were meaningless now. He wouldn't care.

"Is Hank your brother?" Richard suddenly asked.

Ellin stared at him in horror, shaking her head. "This is all my fault. None of it has anything to do with Hank."

Her expression darkened, her voice taking on a pleading tone.

"I know you hate me, and I don't expect forgiveness. But please, leave Hank out of this.

I failed him as a sister," she

remained silent for a long

sank, hope giving way to

night in this cell, she had already reached the depths

have to face the

Richard's cold, measured voice broke the silence. "You don't have children, so you can't understand the pain of

like a physical blow, condemning

crawled desperately to Richard's feet, clutching

was wrong, terribly wrong. I'll take any punishment, but please, spare Hank.

you did

away in disgust,

the floor, tears dropping

I admit it. Richard, I'm not asking for your forgiveness, just don't punish Hank.

Richard cut her off

did you take your anger out on Abby? Did you ever consider how

remorse, pressing her lips together

you? She said that even though the lady seemed scary, you were actually kind to her. You

tears falling once more. "I never meant to hurt her,

nature, yet she still saw goodness in you." Richard dropped his cigarette butt and stood, grinding it out with his shoe. "Live with

were his final words

left, the door closing, plunging the room back into

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knees, staring blankly at the officer in the doorway. "Go

Someone posted bail for

thought she must be hearing things,

her legs had gone numb, each step feeling like

days in custody had stripped away all her

was just an ordinary woman who had briefly reached life's pinnacle, only to plummet to its depths in an

small dark room where she'd spent nearly two days, she quietly asked, "Who posted my

officer glanced at her. "The man who

frozen for a full

walked slowly out of the police station, where Hank

you

at him without answering and turned

after her, apologizing, "Ellin, I'm sorry. I took

don't be

forward,

hasty, and he began

stopped immediately, patting his back

to help, to

coughs, his face

from Ellin's eyes. "I'm not angry with you. I'm angry at

"Ellin, don't be sad. You

nodded, her heart aching, still feeling

it were