Chapter 398
Chapter 398:
Skye stumbled back. Her hip hit the railing hard.
“Skye?” Liam was beside her instantly, hobbling to keep up. He grabbed her arm to steady her. “Are you okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost p>
Skye shook him off violently. “Don’t touch me p>
She forced her breathing to slow, her mind racing. Sienna wasn’t just a paid actress. She was the executioner from the previous timeline.
Skye stared at Sienna. Sienna wasn’t just a plant. She wasn’t just a mean girl.
She was the accomplice. The one who had helped Seraphina administer the injection that killed Skye in her past life.
Skye forced air into her lungs. One. Two. Three.
Sienna walked past the group. She stopped in front of Skye.
“Nice to finally meet you, Skye,” Sienna whispered. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes.
She knows.
Skye realized with a jolt of cold terror that Sienna was wearing the ring on purpose. It wasn’t fashion.
It was a taunt. A message from the grave.
Night fell over the island. The air was thick with humidity and the smell of burning wood.
The producers had set up a campfire pit on the beach. The lighting was dramatic, casting long, dancing shadows on the sand.
“Tonight, we break the ice!” Mark announced. “Truth or Dare p>
It was a classic reality TV trap. Alcohol was flowing. Inhibitions were lowered.
Quinn Moon, the gossip columnist, spun the bottle. It landed on Skye.
“Truth,” Skye said, sipping her water.
“Is it true,” Quinn asked, leaning forward with a malicious glint in her eyes, “that you’re still in love with Liam? That all this ‘Ice Queen’ act is just a defense mechanism because you’re heartbroken p>
The cameras zoomed in on Skye’s face.
Liam looked up from across the fire. There was a desperate, pathetic hope in his eyes.
Skye laughed. It was a light, cold sound that chilled the air.
о𝗋і𝗴𝗂ո𝖺𝗅 𝘃𝗲𝘳𝘀𝘪оո 𝗼n 𝗯𝘦𝗅𝗻o𝘃𝘦𝗅ѕ.𝖼о𝗺
“No,” she said clearly.
Liam’s face fell. He looked like he had been slapped.
“So you’re single?” Mark pressed, sensing a scoop.
Skye looked directly into the camera lens. She imagined Alistair watching on a screen somewhere.
“I have a boyfriend,” she declared. “Someone who respects me. Someone who doesn’t need a cane to stand up for himself p>
The crew gasped. A collective intake of breath. This was gold.
Liam looked down at his hands, gripping his cane until his knuckles turned white. He was trembling.
Sienna Quinn watched from the shadows, twirling the serpent ring on her finger. She smirked.
“Alright!” Mark clapped his hands to break the tension. “Team assignments for the Night Challenge p>
He held out a bag. “Pick a ball p>
Skye reached in. Red.
Liam reached in. Red.
Of course. It was rigged.
Skye rolled her eyes, exaggerating the movement for the drone hovering overhead, making sure the camera caught her disdain.