Why Does Elphaba Fake Her Death Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Hi everyone again, I'm Rebecca. There's something I need from you all and is really important so please pay attention to what I'm gonna say." Everyone was whispering among themselves and I began. "I'm Belle, the Daughter of the blue moon crescent beta and the girl who was supposedly killed by a group of the rogue." Everyone gasps when they hear what I say, especially my family and my mate. "One thing I would like all of you to know is that the old belle is dead. So I would like you all to call me Rebecca instead. I just hate that name a lot so I seek your understanding." I looked at my mate who was once my best friend and saw that he has a regret expression.

Inside the suite, Anders and Lisa's deliberate flirtatious whispers and laughter were like poisoned needles, constantly piercing my eardrums and stabbing into my heart. Finally, a drop of scalding liquid slid down from the corner of my eye, disappearing. Anders's eyes full of disgust and hatred when he looked at me once again appeared clearly before my eyes. Soon... very soon... all of this will be over. It turns out that even the elves with long lives in legends will eventually face true death. My life only has three days left.

"At first, everyone thought he was just spouting nonsense, unable to handle her death. But then one day, he actually brought back a look-alike and claimed she was Elara." "The pack thought he was joking, but they soon realized he was serious. They had him forcibly examined and found out his memory was damaged from the trauma." "In his mind, Elara didn't fake her death. She just left the country in a rage after learning of his affair. He believes he spent a long time convincing her to return, on the condition that he would leave Cassia after the baby was born and hold a proper mating ceremony with her." By the end of the story, the guest was laughing. Kael joined him with a faint smile.

Besides, Trevor promised me that every time he finished beating her, he'd lock her in a closet, so she should be used to it by now. "Callie has waited five years for this chance. We must make sure everything is foolproof. Once everything is settled and we're married, I'll get a fake marriage certificate with Judith overseas to fool her. We'll give her everything she needs and keep her comfortable so she never returns to the country." Their footsteps faded away. I used every ounce of my strength, but I couldn't make even the slightest noise. The drug that induced the fake death kept my mind clear, yet my body—and my vocal cords—were paralyzed. I was unable to make any sounds.

He became puzzled and wondered why she wanted to impersonate me. He realized that it was likely the key condition that allowed her to tamper with memories. She could tamper with the memories of whoever mistook Melanie for me. Melanie turned around and saw Francis’s dazed expression. She whispered, “Frank, why did Scarlett ask an AIDS patient to stab you with a bloody syringe? Does she want you… to get AIDS?” Hence, Francis confirmed that the term for Melanie’s system to tamper with people’s memories was to mistake her for me.

“I am what you become when she dies.” Elyra turned sharply toward him. The false Zevarion continued. “You lose her. You fail to protect her. You become everything you once feared.” Zevarion’s face tightened, but he did not look away. The false Elyra moved closer. “And I am what she becomes when you choose power over love.” Elyra stared at her reflection. The figure’s clothes were torn, and dark veins spread across her neck. “I watched him die,” the false Elyra said. “Then I destroyed every world that reminded me of him.”

When my family found out I was depressed because of a lack of love, they were all very regretful. Dad made my older sister, Rhea, give up her south-facing bedroom, the largest in the apartment. Mom gave me the new clothes she bought for Rhea. Even my younger brother, Caleb, who had always hated me, made me a birthday cake himself. They all hoped that I would get better, even though they forgot my actual birthday. So as not to disappoint them, I forced a smile. However, the next instant, Caleb threw the cake in my face. “I told you she was faking! If she really was depressed, how could she smile so easily?” Rhea rushed in from outside, her eyes red-rimmed. “You can just tell u

“Unless I die.” Ryan didn’t flinch. “Then die.” The breath left my lungs. I stared at him, my heart slamming against my ribs. “Was that supposed to be a joke?” His lips twitched, but his eyes remained deadly serious. “No, Elena.” He leaned closer, his fingers tightening around mine. “We fake your death.” I blinked. “We make it so real that everyone believes it,” he continued, voice low, urgent. “Even Evan.” The words settled between us, heavy with implication.

Kael stiffened. Lucan’s mouth dropped open. “That’s impossible.” She stepped closer, her expression unreadable. “Hello, Elara.” “You’re dead,” I said hoarsely. “I was,” she replied. “And then I became something else.” I stepped forward slowly, heart hammering. “Why didn’t you come back?” She tilted her head. “Because you had to become what I couldn’t.” “I thought you were murdered.” “I was. By the Council. And when Nyx offered me vengeance, I took it.”