"Michelia's suicide has increased the average quality of women in Belfast by 14 percentage points."
In the restaurant downstairs, Gina talked freely and said to her companions.
The companions on the opposite side laughed a few times. She was one of the few who did not participate in it and felt that Misseliya was pitiful from the bottom of her heart.
It is precisely because of this that Gina worked tirelessly to explain to her how outrageous the things Missaliya had done in an attempt to change her point of view——
Erin showed a forced smile similar to when a friend talked about a topic that she was not interested in and had to nod in agreement: "Isn't that a bit too much...?"
"Please! I've told you many times, how bad that bitch is!" Gina's eyes widened exaggeratedly, her face filled with an incredulous look, she stood up and shouted. Until everyone in the restaurant turned around.
Looking up, he sat down a little embarrassed, lowered his voice and said quickly: "You actually spoke for her..."
"But I think I have been forced to commit suicide by you..." Irene said, suddenly feeling that the surroundings had become colder, she felt a little restless and twisted her body.
"Why do you think so? Her death means that all sins can be erased!?" Gina felt incredible. She stood up angrily and once again spoke loudly with a sharp voice that was loud enough to be heard by all the guests in the restaurant.
Shout: "You don't know what is good or bad, now I want to re-examine our friendship!"
She lifted up her skirt and left her seat, facing a crowd of surprised eyes and leaving the restaurant door.
Erin was also surprised until the waiter came to the table.
"Miss, the total is eighteen shillings."
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"Why do you think she is innocent! Apart from her beauty, she is nothing special. Why is she still forgiven after she made such a disgusting mistake..."
The eyes that should have been bright were filled with shocking hatred and malice, and Gina cursed in a low voice.
It seemed that doing so would dispel her fear of killing Missalya.
Yes, the initial starting point of the rumor was spread from Gina. Her purpose of doing this was also very simple: out of jealousy.
As the initiator, Gina enjoyed the rumors she made up being discussed by more and more classmates, and was happy for others to join in.
She likes to see the girl who was willing to help her classmates and was admired by all the boys being cast aside by everyone. She also likes to see the abominable history about Missaliya that keeps emerging - although she has some doubts about the authenticity of these.
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But until the news of Misseliya's suicide came out, Gina finally became frightened and realized that the situation was irreversible.
It's not because of guilt, but because he's afraid that Miselia will turn into a ghost and seek revenge on him.
After all, you are the source.
Gina knew that the one she spread was a pure lie, so she regarded the other lies as a life-saving straw, and believed that they were right and had really happened to Misseliya. Only in this way could the fear in her heart be alleviated.
, let the disgust for Myseliya suppress the fear of Myseliya.
This is specifically reflected in the fact that Gina keeps telling her friends about Michelia's "crimes" in a somewhat crazy way, trying to get her friends to join in.
Her friends would accompany Gina to criticize her for a few times at first, but after Gina mentioned Mishalia endlessly, they became a little bored and subconsciously avoided Gina.
Gina didn't notice that her friends had started to stay away from her recently, and she had a fight with her best friend Erin today.
However, she noticed the coldness, and her exposed skin aroused layers of goosebumps.
"Damn weather!"
She gritted her teeth and cursed, then quickly returned to the deserted home on the same street.
Bang. She closed the door, leaned against the door and breathed a little. The familiar scenery dissipated a bit of coldness and inner fear. She took off her shoes at the entrance, put on soft slippers, and walked to the bedroom.
Boom--boom--boom--
Gina was startled, and suddenly turned her head to look at the door behind her.
The knocking came from my own door.
Boom--boom--boom--
The slow knock on the door sounded again.
"Who?"
Gina shouted, but no one answered outside the door.
My parents were still busy in the shop at this time, so no one should come to the house at this time.
Puzzled, Gina picked up a wooden stick next to the door, walked to the door, and peeked out through the peephole.
The long corridor outside the door was empty, and darkness wandered in the small space.
Standing up straight and looking away, Gina muttered something in confusion.
But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Got you."
"Ah, who is it!?" Gina exclaimed, turned around suddenly, and after seeing the figure in front of her, she slowly waited for her eyes.
"Mishelia...Ah!!!!!"
She stood upside down with hair all over her body, her back pressed against the cold security door, and with a muffled sound, she screamed: "Are you alive or..."
She suddenly couldn't speak anymore. Despair poured into her mind like ice water, making it impossible for her to think.
The eyes of Misseliya in front of her were red, and hands as hard and cold as iron gripped her neck. Gina recovered her thinking ability, weakly beat Misseliya's arm, and shouted with difficulty: "Don't kill me..."
Please, I was wrong...I shouldn't have done that..."
The palm of her hand tightened tighter and tighter, and she couldn't bear the painful suffocation. She couldn't help but curse: "Why... why are you so good... everyone revolves around you! I won't give in! I won't give in."
ah!!!!!"
The palms of her hands continued to clenched, and Gina's neck bones made a horrifying sound. She rolled her eyes, kicked her legs weakly, and taking a breath seemed to be out of reach.
Gina longed for Misseliya to let go of her hand a little and answer her. But she was desperate. Misseliya didn't react at all, and she never saw the anger and resentment she imagined. She just said indifferently with her blood-red pupils.
Looking at yourself is like looking at an insignificant stranger.
She came for revenge.
The brain was disconnected from thinking due to lack of oxygen. A circle of dark wetness appeared on Gina's dress, which spread all the way to her ankles. The light yellow liquid poured into the slippers on her feet and dripped down the toes of the shoes. It was unbearable.
The stinky smell overflowed.
At this time, the hand holding the neck finally loosened and gradually relaxed.
Gina fell down and collapsed in her own urine. Her eyes turned white and she leaned against the door, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth unconsciously.
Misseliya silently watched her demented appearance, and her figure gradually faded away.
Miselia didn't do anything, she just appeared in front of Gina, letting the black light lure out the sin deep in Gina's heart, and the hand that pinched Gina was Gina's own hand.