“You see, this is just how bad of a person I am. Isn’t it really awful to trample on your sincerity like that? So, do you

still need to apologize to me?”

Serana bit her lip, defiance etched across her face, but tears betrayed her, streaming down her cheeks. “I didn’t

mean to,” she whimpered.

“Yeah, I know. So you don’t have to beat yourself up over it,” Yasmine retorted, her voice was cold as steel, yet

somehow, it sounded almost like comfort.

But how could Yasmine offer comfort? That was simply impossible.

Yasmine hooked the corner of her lip up in a smirk, stepped back, and glanced at the crushed petals on the ground,

letting out a soft, mocking chuckle. “Still, you really should think about it. Sometimes, your guilt trips, they’re

nothing but a hassle for everyone else.”

In response to her words, Serana, amidst the sadness and grievance, felt more perplexed than anything else.d2

Yasmine’s impatience flickered across her eyes. Talking to Serana was like talking to a brick wall.

Boyd stepped closer, “Before you go around playing the blame game, maybe you should take a good, hard look at

yourself. People are scared of you, and avoid you. When something goes wrong, you’re the first suspect. Ever

wondered why?”

Yasmine’s gaze lifted from the trampled remnants to Boyd’s face, her eyes twinkling with mirth but not a trace of

warmth.

“Why indeed? Maybe because I fancy myself a lone wolf, too proud to see any flaws in myself,” She said, the smile

on her lips growing more pronounced. “And yeah, everyone’s afraid of me, they push me away, and when trouble

strikes, I’m the scapegoat. Sounds to me like it’s all my fault.”

Her words left Boyd realizing he’d misspoken. He pursed his lips, ready to try again.

“I’m just saying, it wouldn’t hurt to be aware of this stuff sooner rather than later. I’m worried if you keep this up—”

“Oh? And how long has this ‘condition’ of mine been around? If I needed a wake-up call, what were you doing

before? Why wait until today, when I’ve made your darling cry to enlighten me?”

She glanced at Serana with a cold sneer inside, “So, I guess I should be thanking Miss Serana here, huh? Without

her stepping into the line of fire, I wouldn’t have had the pleasure of your heartfelt concern and advice.”

As Yasmine stepped toward Serana, Boyd blocked her path. Yasmine paused, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze.

were the same age, but he

you’re too

I’m old enough

for calm. “Can’t you stop being so aggressive?

through a lot, but Serana is not like

mean.” Yasmine interrupted, her laugh

I’m pretty clear

“Yasmine.”

to your precious? You think

limits.”

“I would never hit

“Who knows? Maybe one day, if Serana really got hurt by me,

want to kill me.”

sour. But Yasmine just took a deep breath, dispassionately broke the gaze,

to grab her

have the twisted pleasure of coming back just

Yasmine stood next to Boyd, her eyes shifting between

a moment, Yasmine forced

to kill me after all.” With those words,

door.

Bryson, standing

back

here at Angel’s Haven Orphanage. Let’s

family of her own.

productive member of

teachers, no one else had realized what happened. The sparse applause sounded

couldn’t care less, her slim figure passing through the doorway

exuding deference.

“Yasmine’s leaving?”

just said. And the way she’s acting, it looks

for

you think about it. We wouldn’t have had such a nice cake

No more walking

no more delicious cake

leave because she’s upset, or was

“Uh. Not sure.”

her backpack. “Yasmine, will I

will be best for both of us if we do

quivered. “You’re just going to leave like that? You always said Boyd was the

To leave under these

back. “I think he’ll be relieved.

and more importantly, no one to pick

she watched her retreating figure. From start

liked the inexplicable, cool,

gesture, she admired everything about

be that kind of

place for what seemed like an eternity before it

against the car door, watching as Yasmine got

out, tinged with a rage—or perhaps

before.

and cast him a cold

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