As Zara recounted the events, her face contorted with disgust as if she had stepped on something vile. It was clear that Chris' behavior had thoroughly repulsed her.Not even I could imagine the usually cold and composed Chris resorting to such desperate and dramatic antics. He wouldn't have made those choices if he truly loved Zara as he claimed. To come crawling back now just seemed pathetic.I couldn't tell if Chris' suicidal threats were a misguided attempt to show love or simply regret upon realizing he had been duped. Either way, it was too little, too late. Zara was not a garbage bin for broken, discarded junk.Just then, the red light above the emergency room door went out. A doctor wearing a chief physician's tag emerged, and Chris' father stood up to inquire about his son's condition. The doctor mentioned that Chris had arrived just in time, as another five minutes could have made it impossible to save him. He instructed the family to take good care of Chris.Hearing th
In this battle between righteousness and malice, it was clear that righteousness held the upper hand. In my opinion, a significant part of this advantage stemmed from Zara's imposing uniform.Even the Moyer family, with all their bluster, seemed to hesitate in the face of Zara's unwavering presence. They knew better than to cross the line and face legal repercussions.Perhaps it was Zara's icy demeanor or the authority her uniform represented, but the voices of those who spoke against her gradually lowered, ultimately falling into a tense silence. Eventually, they turned to look at each other. Their faces still bore the marks of anger, yet no one dared to utter another word.I couldn't help but see them as a bunch of cowards who were just bluffing when they claimed to seek justice."Have you all finished?" Zara stepped forward, her eyes sweeping over the crowd.With a disdainful smile, she asked, "You all claim I am responsible for Chris' current state, but do you have any proof
Nonetheless, I didn't care if there was conflict. After all, it was their fault, to begin with, and I needed to speak up. Otherwise, they might think Zara was an easy target. That was what good friends were for—to show unwavering support when it mattered most.My words seemed to strike a nerve as Chris' parents' expressions darkened. Chris' mother, in particular, looked enraged. Her face was flushed, and her neck bulged as she raised her bejeweled hand to respond.Just then, a weak voice interrupted. Chris, who had just woken up, spoke hoarsely, his voice grating like rough stones rubbing together. "Dad, Mom, stop it. I don't want any compensation."His mother looked at him. "You foolish boy, look at what she's done to you! How can you not ask for compensation? If it weren't for her, would you be lying here suffering?""Mom, I did this to myself. Zara didn't hurt me. Zara, I'm sorry for everything. You can go home now. I'll come find you once I'm better." Chris struggled to raise h
"Yes, let's expose her completely! Post it in every group, friend circle, and social media platform. Let everyone know what she's done so she becomes a pariah," Zara said, rolling up her sleeves as if ready to charge into battle.If Jasmine were in front of her, Zara would probably unleash a relentless flurry of kicks upon her.Their fierce loyalty touched me deeply. However, as my father always said, "Patience is a virtue."After Jasmine's schemes, not only did Colin manage to thwart her plans, but we also spent our first night together. I reckoned her fury only intensified when he sought me out in the mountains. Being the scheming person that she was, Jasmine would never let things end there. She was bound to come up with more ways to torment us.As such, the evidence I had gathered against her must be wielded at the right moment. I needed to strike when it would hurt her the most, leaving no room for her to retaliate. The timing was crucial, and now wasn't the moment to strike
Nico yelped in pain, quickly stifling his laughter. He knew better than to make fun of me now.After the playful banter, we got down to business. Being professionals, we immediately adopted a serious and focused demeanor. In just over ten minutes, we decided to conduct an on-site investigation in Lagado two days later.With two days until our expedition, we needed to assemble a team, gather the right tools, and formulate a reliable action plan.Having been away for almost two months, opening the door to my house felt incredibly comforting. I couldn't help but collapse onto the couch before grabbing a pillow and hugging it.Zara began, "Luna, it's just you and me now. Tell me honestly, what do you really think about Colin? Jasmine is no pushover, and she's got a malicious streak. If she could drug Colin once, she could do it again. "Colin might have found you once, but what about next time? Or the time after that? You're miles apart. Even if he seeks your help, it might be too lat
Whether or not Colin replied to my message immediately didn't matter because soon, we would be breathing the same air under the same sky again.I hadn't had a decent night's sleep in days because I had been constantly worrying about Colin. However, as the plane climbed to a cruising altitude and stabilized, I was surprised to find myself falling asleep.The plane landed at Lagado Airport at 9:00 pm. The airport was brightly lit, while the night outside was cloaked in darkness. Colin stood at the exit, scanning the crowds for me. As I stepped out, he swiftly strode over, taking my suitcase and grasping my hand tightly in his other hand. "You must be exhausted. Are you cold? Here, take my jacket.""Not at all. I've been sleeping on the plane. I'm wearing a sweater, so I'm not cold. Colin, I missed you." For the first time, I openly expressed my longing for him.Colin tightened his grip on my hand, and his eyes sparkled with delight. The smile on his face reflected his joy as he rep
"What are you afraid of? Is someone threatening you?" Colin became even more anxious. His usually calm demeanor had given way to an agitated state, his hands quivering as they clenched the steering wheel."No, I'm afraid you'll be taken away from me," I finally admitted, and the tears I had managed to suppress began to flow again. "Jasmine is such a devious woman. What if she tricks you into leaving me?"Colin chuckled in response, letting out a long, relieved sigh and gradually lowering his tensed shoulders. With an amused expression, he asked, "Baby, do you lack confidence in yourself or me?""It's not a matter of confidence," I retorted. "Haven't you heard of the saying 'where there's a will, there's a way?' Jasmine's malicious ambitions are obvious to anyone with eyes. No matter how confident I am, I can't stop her machinations. "Besides, it's important to keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Last time, if I hadn't happened to be there, who knows what could have ha
It dawned on me that the one without a sense of security in our relationship was Colin all along."I said you're the man I love. What's wrong with that? Or is it that I'm not your beloved?" I enunciated each word carefully, my gaze fixed on Colin.Although using this method to confirm Colin's love for me was a bit childish, I intended to let him know that I loved him as much as he loved me. My love for him was no less than his for me.Sure enough, his captivating eyes transformed from delight to euphoria.An emotion that could only be described as satisfaction appeared on Colin's face."Baby, do you know? You've never said you love me. And I've often wondered if this was all a dream and that we weren't together after all. "But today, hearing you say you love me, I'm genuinely overjoyed. Thank you, Baby. Thank you for loving me. I love you, deeply and truly, the kind of love that's only meant for you."I embraced Colin and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. "Colin, I love yo