“You don’t deserve this face. You like scars, don’t you? Let me help you.”
Laila screamed, clutching her face in agony.
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At the same time, Simon released the truth online about how Laila had become the top student at the Werewolf Academy by
copying all of Zora’s work.
The revelation rocked the school. Once confirmed, the academy swiftly expelled her.
Banished to the edge of the forest, Laila began experiencing rejection symptoms. It turned out that since my kidney had been
infected by wolfsbane, the poison was spreading through her body.
She finally felt the same burning agony I had endured over the past six months. The searing pain overwhelmed her, and in the
end, she was poisoned to death.
After regaining consciousness, Mom was never the same. She was often seen hugging a log, claiming it was me.
Later, Dad left the Lunaris pack with her. They said he took her far away to live on the grasslands.
Once everything was over, Simon had a crystal casket made for me and laid me to rest inside it. He chose to stay by my side every
single day, talking to me about our sweet memories.
But eventually, he would always break down in tears.
“Zora, I was wrong. If you could just look at me one last time…” he choked. “Or should I come find you?”
Just like that, he drove a silver dagger deep into his chest. The pain was excruciating, but he held it in and reached out to stroke
my face. “Zora, can you wait for me?”
“I’m sorry… I won’t wait for you,” I thought. “And if there’s a next life, I never want to see you again.”
