Revenge After Death

My body was slowly stiffening, and I was struggling to suppress my rage. My body trembled uncontrollably.

"After that, Steve went mad. He struggled a lot in the hospital. I heard his burns were extremely painful, and there was a risk of infection. It's a wonder how he survived. Stubborn, isn’t it? Since he managed to live through that, how could he not go insane?" Yasmin sneered.

"Do you know what Stephanie was doing during his painful time? It seems she was in acoma for a while after a car accident. When she woke up, she had completely forgotten Steve. I'm not exactly sure what Stephanie went through during that time. All I know is that after she woke up, she was in a state of autism for a long time."

Yasmin was full of jealousy when she spoke of Stephanie.

"Her personality became withdrawn and uncommunicative . She seemed fragile and timid, like she had completely changed into someone easily bullied.

"It was only after she recovered and returned to school, integrating into normal life, studying, and preparing for the college entrance exams, that things changed."

Yasmin laughed sarcastically . "During that time, I heard Steve escaped from the hospital. Risking infection , he limped after Stephanie, but she had forgotten him.

She would scream in fear and run away in panic when she saw him."

Yasmin purposely told me these. "I once saw Stephanie screaming and fleeing from Steve at the Fords' gate. Two people who were once in love became strangers.

"T admit I've enjoyed watching Stephanie lose her memory, fall in love with someone else, as well as Michael distrust and torment her. She deserved this punishment. She deserved to die."

I stood up abruptly while breathing heavily.

My eyes darkened as I glared at Yasmin and grabbed her collar. "Don’t rush. Even if she deserves to die, you deserve it more."

I snatched the lighter from her hand and asked emotionlessly , ''You were the one who started the fire back then, weren’t you?"

Yasmin's expression flickered with fear. "It wasn't my business."

"But Simon told Zion before he died that in the arson case that year, he saw a girl in a white dress with a small hairpin throw out a lighter amid cheering. How could you all be so despicable?" My voice trembled, and so did my hand holding Yasmin's collar.

That was human life. "Those were two people!"

T yelled at Yasmin with red eyes.

"It wasn't me! They forced me! It wasn't my choice! They were jealous of me and forced me. If I hadn't thrown the lighter, they would have locked me in too."

Yasmin screamed in terror.

Yasmin seemed to be afraid of her past nightmares too.

Yes, the victims were also abusers, and the abusers were the murderers.

They all deserved to die.

"Do you want to taste the torment of being burned by fire? Do you want to know what it feels like to be consumed by flames and burned alive?" I smiled as I pulled Yasmin's hair.

Yasmin was scared at this point. She looked at me in horror. What do you want to do? Stephany, I warn you not to act recklessly. There are cameras everywhere. The nanny is here too— Ah!"

I dragged her by her hair into the kitchen, then opened a bottle of strong liquor and poured it over her head.

My fingers trembled as I repeatedly lit up the lighter.

"Why? Why can your evil deeds be forgiven, and our retaliation is labeled as mental illness, emotional disorder, being locked up, and experimented on like animals?" I coldly brought the lit lighter close to Yasmin.

I wanted to burn her alive, to let her taste the torment of being burned to death.

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