CHAPTER 221: GUESS WHO’S THE ONE DYING?CATHERINE:I really thought, just for a second, that someone would help. My body was failing me, my muscles turning to water, and I looked up at them with pleading eyes. I expected them to do something—call a doctor, scream for help, maybe even show a flicker of guilt.But there was nothing. No pity. No panic.They just stood there, a wall of cold, hard faces, watching me slump onto the cold tiles. A triumphant smirk played on Eve’s lips, and Diana looked like she’d just won the lottery. As I hit the floor, my cheek pressed against the stone, the pieces of the puzzle finally started clicking together in my fading brain.*How could I be so stupid?*Everything that happened this morning wasn't a coincidence at all. It was a damn script, and I was the only one who didn't know my lines. First, Diana had "accidentally" bumped into me in the hallway, knocking the first mug of coffee right out of my hand. She had acted so sweet, offering to help me mak
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