TIARA THORNELLS
“I hit you on the head,” she muttered with a smirk. "And yet here you are… still standing… and yelling.”
She chuckled softly.
“You want to know why I killed you?” she said with a mocking tone. “Of course you do.”
She took a step forward.
“You... had no parents. You were poor.. You had nothing and yet, for some reason, everyone loved you...The professors adored you. Our classmates looked up to you. Even the most popular guys on campus couldn’t take their eyes off you.”
She let out a scoff, shaking her head in disbelief.
“And you know why, don’t you?” she said, staring straight into my soul. “Because even if you were an orphan with nothing to your name... You still had that face. That beauty... That effortless charm that made everyone want to be around you...”
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