Another blow landed, and my vision was obscured by a crimson haze.
A few bystanders gasped at the sight of gushing blood.
"She's bleeding! Should we call an ambulance?"
Emma looked at me coldly, "Who cares if trash like her dies? A worthless life—not even worth the price of my shoes."
My fallen phone buzzed relentlessly, as Leo's messages poured in.
Leo: Miss, where are you? Mr. Williams can't hold on much longer.
My strength gave out. I collapsed to the ground, helplessly watching my phone buzz.
Just then, David emerged from the crowd, and I clung to him like a drowning person grasping at a lifeline. "David, get me home now! Grandpa's dying. Seeing me is his final wish."
But he kicked me aside, his expression cold. "So you're the lunatic picking fights with Emma? You deserve to di
