"Ranita!"
Perhaps he had been waiting too long, but Brendon knocked on the door with an echo in his voice. "Are you... okay?"
Ranita's ankle was swollen and she hadn't made a sound since entering the bathroom, causing Brendon to furrow his brow.
"I'll be right out." Ranita took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door to face Brendon's cold black eyes. She smiled slightly and asked, "Are you here to settle scores with me?"
"I did push Shannon away, but I swear it was an accident. I didn't mean to hurt her." After speaking, Ranita looked straight at him.
For some reason, Ranita felt heartbroken as if she were waiting for judgment.
"Shannon saw a doctor; her ankle is just sprained and not serious." After pausing for a moment, Brendon sighed before asking softly, "Do you have any hostility towards Shannon?"
"You've had several conflicts with her."
As love rivals of each other, how could they not have hostility? Strictly speaking though Shannon had more animosity towards her than vice versa.
"So are you going to make me apologize again this time?" Ranita looked away from him while speaking in a low voice that carried some chilliness that couldn't be detected easily.
Silence spread between them until Brendon spoke up after a while, "Given recent events, I want us to talk properly! I believe that Shannon wouldn't deliberately frame you, but having followed me for three years, I also understand your character. You don't have any grudges against or grievances with Shannon. I really can't understand why you would target her."
"Give me one reason."
So in Brendon's eyes, Ranita was still the one who was wronged.
Although Brendon was being rational this time, Ranita still felt wronged because she wasn't the favored one.
"I wasn't targeting Shannon," Ranita shook her head. "Whether you believe it or not."
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