Over time, she deviated from the virtuous heart characteristic of the novel's female lead, embracing darkness instead.
In this time, Serena framed me for arranging her abduction.
Cyrus, through unspecified means, coerced her into retracting her statement, attributing the deed to the adversaries of the of Azure family.
I wonder how much he knows about the inside story of this matter.I posed a hypothetical: "What if only one of us, Serena or I, could live?"
"Luna, don't utter such foolishness," he pleaded with a strained smile, looking at me almost imploringly.
"Just tell me what you desire, and I'll make it happen for you."
Lying back, I couldn't help but respond with sarcasm: "Then kill me."
Cyrus paused briefly before replying, " I cannot fulfill that request. I will do anything besides that."
I challenged, "Then have Serena repent her fault to me in public and make sure that she will not do it again. If she don't do that, I'll definitely kill her if you don't kill me first."
"Luna." Cyrus's patience waned as I continued to antagonize his beloved.
He intensified his tone, "Every mistake Serena made is on me. Direct your hatred towards me if you must."
When he realized his slip of the tongue, he looked up sharply, his complexion turning ghostly. But his realization came too late.
"So, you know everything, Cyrus." My laughter was tinged with bitterness, my heart sinking into despair.
"Luna, I..." He was visibly distressed, struggling to find the words, but ultimately, silence prevailed.
He was unable to confess that he had known the truth behind every accusation against me, choosing instead to observe from afar.
"When Serena accused me of stealing her family heirloom, and I willingly opened my backpack to prove my innocence, she produced falsified surveillance footage implicating me. Subsequently, strangers came forward, alleging transactions and dealings with me concerning the jewelry. They even fabricated a transaction record and manipulated my financial aid card by depositing money into it beforehand, rendering me unable to defend myself. I bore the stigma of a thief throughout high school. You were aware of all these incidents, weren't you, Cyrus?"
As my laughter turned to tears, I watched his once steadfast resolve gradually diminish under the weight of my words.
