Chapter 153
The paring knife was tossed onto my blanket, its blade gleaming under the light. I stared at it, my hand clenching tightly at my side.
Sophia noticed my dazed expression and sneered. "What's wrong? Are you scared now?"
"That's not a bad idea."
I quickly grabbed the paring knife with my right hand and pressed it to my left wrist, not hesitating for a moment before slashing down. I didn't want this disgusting blood in me.
Everything happened so fast that Sophia couldn't react in time.
She had been sure that I wouldn't go that far, but she hadn't expected me to decisively cut my wrist like this.
Edison stood in shock as he watched this unfold.
He must've thought I was just pretending to threaten Sophia and didn't expect me to go through with it.
The paring knife was sharp. As I cut into my wrist, blood quickly started to seep out.
The crimson blood dripped from the wound, staining the blanket, and spreading like red roses blooming on the white fabric.
I raised my head in a fren

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