Panicked and furious, Rachel glared at Steven.
“Now I finally understand why Zephyra could never feel your love. You obviously care about her, so why must you say such horrible things instead of just being kind for once?”
“Zephyra is in danger! Who has time to play games with you? I'm going out of my mind with worry!”
Rachel was on the verge of breaking down. She felt like she had personally sent her best friend to her death, and the guilt was crushing her. But she was terrified that telling the truth would cost her everything.
She bit down hard on her lip, splitting it open again. “Just go,” she said, tasting blood. “Whatever you think Zephyra did, whatever price you wanted her to pay... falling from that bridge... whether she lives or dies, it's more than enough.”
Then, as if remembering something, she fumbled in her bag, pulled out a small box, and shoved it into his hands.
“These are the wedding rings and that bracelet. Zephyra told me to give them back to you! She said she doesn't want anything of yours.”
Steven looked down and opened the elegant box. Inside lay their wedding rings and the bracelet he had given her.
His long fingers clenched unconsciously, but his handsome face showed no trace of anger or despair.
Rachel's voice echoed in his ears. “Steven, Zephyra also said she despises you. She said you're like a persistent rash and begged you to stop harassing her!”
“Now this has happened... whether you believe it or not, and whether she survives or not, I'm begging you, please, just stay away from her?!”
In the dim, yellow light, Steven's tall frame cast a long, lonely shadow that seemed to stretch on forever, filled with a bleak solitude.
He clutched the box in his hand, his expression unreadable, his eyes like chips of ice.
“Is that so.”
“Horace is at the scene too. I heard he's really distraught. No idea who in his family was involved, but I feel so bad for him. When he cries, my heart breaks.”
“I saw a picture of Horace there, but who's that woman with him? I don't think that's his girlfriend.”
“Fun fact: The Aether Studio CEO's ex-wife IS Horace's girlfriend. The woman he's with is his girlfriend's best friend.”
“Holy crap?! So if they pull her out, who takes care of her?”
“You mean who buries her, right? The death toll in disasters like this is always high. There was a similar case overseas—51 people went down, 49 died. One person managed to jump out of their car to safety just as the bridge gave way. Another one survived because their window was open, they weren't in the first car to fall, they knew how to swim, and they got rescued immediately. Honestly... the chances of survival are slim to none.”
Online discussions were rampant, with all sorts of theories about conspiracies, karma, and more being thrown around.

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