Chapter 132
Chapter 132:
“Well?” Yelena asked, arching an eyebrow as she held the bear up for Bella to see. “Is this enough proof for you p>
Bella’s eyes bore into Yelena, watching her every move, waiting for any hint of redness, irritation, or discomfort. Yet, as the seconds ticked by, there was nothing. Yelena’s calm demeanor remained intact, her skin untouched by any reaction.
How was that possible?
“Do you feel itchy anywhere?” Bella asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.
“No,” Yelena replied evenly, her tone composed, almost bored. “Not even a little p>
Bella’s breath hitched.
It didn’t make sense. She was certain the allergic reaction had come from the teddy bear. It had to be.
Fueled by frustration and doubt, Bella reached out and touched the bear again, her fingers trembling slightly. It didn’t take long. A familiar, maddening itch spread across her skin like wildfire, making her flinch. What could be the explanation for that?
Yelena’s eyes turned cold, her expression sharp and unyielding. “Let this serve as a lesson for you,” she said, her voice low but cutting. “Don’t take what doesn’t belong to you p>
The weight of Yelena’s words struck Bella like a blow, knocking the air from her lungs. Fury and humiliation bubbled up inside her, but she couldn’t form a response.
Bella had no choice but to swallow her pride and quietly accept the situation. Admitting to what had happened would expose her wrongdoing, and she couldn’t risk the fallout. If anyone discovered she had taken something without permission, her reputation would be in tatters.
For now, all she could do was endure.
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For the next several days, Bella hid her face behind a mask whenever she had to go out. Whenever people asked about it, she fabricated excuses to deflect attention from the truth.
Time moved quickly as the semester neared its end. Final exams loomed, and students were abuzz with plans for the break. Colden’s highly anticipated concert was the talk of the campus, with tickets nearly impossible to get. Those who hadn’t been lucky enough to secure a ticket were now scrambling to find scalpers willing to sell at exorbitant prices.
As the exams wrapped up, the campus atmosphere shifted to one of relief and excitement. Shopping trips, movie nights, and weekend getaways filled everyone’s plans as they prepared to unwind and celebrate the end of the semester.
One quiet afternoon, Yelena was at home, enjoying the rare peace when her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen, and her eyebrows lifted slightly in surprise. The caller ID flashed Colden.
“Hey, Yelena! I’m back in Eighfast,” Colden’s cheerful voice came through the phone. “Let’s meet up tomorrow. I’ve got your concert tickets p>
Colden’s eagerness to see Yelena was evident. Though they didn’t keep in touch often, the bond they shared remained unshakable. Yelena agreed without hesitation.
“Sure. Let’s meet tomorrow at noon at Miro Cafe p>