My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 293

“Xanthea, what happened to your lips? They look swollen!”

“Uh?” Xanthea blinked, then touched her lips in surprise, “Do they?”

“Yeah, they're pretty puffed up, like you were bitten!”

At the mention of “being bitten,” Xanthea reacted like a cat that had its tail stepped on. “I was just really nervous and scared in the haunted house, and I kept biting my lip, so it swelled up. Isn’t your throat hoarse too?”

“I see.”

Upon hearing her words, Isabella felt a deep surge of emotion and guilt.

She had watched Xanthea calmly solving puzzles inside, doing everything she could to rescue her, and had assumed she wasn't afraid of ghosts at all.

It turned out, she was scared too. Terrified, even.

In the past, Isabella had always seen her as a rival, even an imagined enemy, envying her for being Samuel's sister and jealous of the love and attention she received, yet she had never truly understood Xanthea as a person.

It wasn't until just now that she fully realized Xanthea had always been a bright, warm-hearted girl, which was why so many people adored her.

And it was precisely this radiant light that exposed the darkness within Isabella's heart, breeding endless inferiority and jealousy, leading her to emulate, to surpass, and to compete with her, going further down the wrong path and hurting her deeply.

Yet, despite all this, when Isabella was. in danger, Xanthea chose to save her. She truly was a good person.

But now Isabella realized her mistakes. If she apologized, would Xanthea accept it? There was something else.

“Xanthea.”