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He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 265

Summary for Chapter 265: He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection

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"I am so sorry, I truly am."

She kept repeating the phrase, her shoulders heaving violently as if she were enduring agonizing pain.

"It's all my fault. I never should have enjoyed everything that rightfully belonged to you, and I never should have been so vicious toward you."

As she spoke, she frantically wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

She looked incredibly fragile and pathetic, like she might collapse onto the floor at any second.

She took a step toward Sienna, then another, her footing unsteady, appearing as if she were about to faint.

Sienna stood perfectly still.

She watched Sabrina with absolute, glacial calm.

It was like she was watching a D-list actress botch a monologue, not even bothering to offer a polite golf clap.

Sabrina continued to inch closer, closing the distance between them.

Three steps.

Two steps.

Just one more step, and she could touch Sienna's coat.

The night wind suddenly died.

The rustling leaves went dead silent, the stillness thick enough to suffocate.

The air felt as though it had instantly frozen solid.

In that razor-thin margin of space, the tragic, heartbroken mask on Sabrina's face violently shattered.

Her tear-stained face twisted at a terrifying speed.

The tears hadn't even dried, yet her eyes erupted with naked, unhinged madness.

The corners of her mouth stretched upward into a grotesque, horrifying snarl that barely looked human.

The pathetic, fragile act was completely torn away, exposing the vicious, deranged monster hiding beneath.

"Go to hell!"

Her scream sounded like it clawed its way out of the depths of purgatory.

She lunged forward—not to push, but to lock her hands onto Sienna's arm in a death grip.

She threw her entire body weight backward, using every ounce of strength she possessed to drag Sienna over the railing with her.

"If I have nothing left, I'm going to make sure you don't get a happy ending either!"

"We're going to die together!"

"If I can't have it, neither can you!"

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