Revenge at the Ski Club
My boyfriend’s mistress played the role of a sweet, clueless beauty, but behind the facade, she swapped out my skis before the competition, leading to my tragic death.
In my final moments, her venomous words echoed in my ears.
“With you gone, no one will ever underestimate me again. Your boyfriend, your place in the club, they’ll all be mine!
“Be a dear and just die for me, won’t you?”
Unbearable resentment and fury burned like wildfire in my chest.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the starting line of the competition.
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