Just as Snow was about to walk into the next room, a leg stretched out in front of her—and she tripped.
She fell hard, hitting her nose in the process.
Her nose was bleeding.
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Snow raised her head slightly, clueless about the fact that her nose was bleeding—she couldn’t feel any pain.
But it all dawned on her when she saw droplets of blood on the ground. She immediately covered her nose, trying to prevent more blood from escaping. She stood up slowly.
And there was Tiffany.
She had a sadistic look on her face—like a demon that enjoyed hurting others.
She clicked her tongue and eyed Snow from head to toe. She wouldn't lie—jealousy crept into her heart.
Snow was petite, with shoulder-length hair. Her lips were heart-shaped, almost pouting. Her eyes were doe-like and capti
