Amber exhaled.
Her body swayed.
Amber:
I ..
Her words cut off.
Her eyes rolled back.
Her knees buckled.
And she collapsed.
Jonathan:
"AMBER!"
He lunged forward instantly, catching her before her head hit the ground.
Her blood soaked through his shirt within seconds.
Jonathan stared at her limp face—
pale lips, fading color, silent breaths.
His voice broke.
Jonathan:
"Amber… Amber, stay with me—DON'T YOU DARE CLOSE YOUR EYES!"
No answer.
Just silence.
Jonathan lifted her in his arms—
holding her like she was the most precious thing in the world.
Mrs. Devis covered her mouth, horrified.
Jonathan didn't wait.
He turned sharply toward the door.
Jonathan:
"CALL THE DOCTOR!
GET THE CAR—NOW!"
Everyone panicked, running.
Jonathan rushed out, clutching her tightly—
as if letting go meant losing her forever.
All the kids stared in terror.
No one spoke.
Because they finally understood:
A villainess isn't born.
She's made—
by pain,
betrayal,
and a world that wanted her dead.
If Amber became this dangerous…
her past must have broken her first.
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