Since childhood, Rosalie had portrayed herself as an indifferent, calm, collected prodigy, excelling in everything. She was so perfect that even Jessica began to think Rosalie was infallible.
It was a subconscious blind trust, born out of how perfect Rosalie always seemed—someone without any flaws.
"Without any flaw? As if... After all, you too are human, Rosie," Jessica muttered with a wry, contemptuous smirk.
It was only now, with someone finally besting Rosalie at her own game, that the fragile wall of perfection she had built around herself shattered. Jessica realized her friend was not the epitome of excellence she had always believed her to be.
Rosalie was human, full of flaws.
Nonetheless, she was still the daughter of the Cypra family, so in front of Rosalie, Jessica pretended to agree to her excuses, but as soon as Rosalie vanished from sight, Jessica's face twisted with rage.
