"Perhaps he was unclear about his feelings at that time."
Upon hearing Betsy Russell's words, Vicki Lindsey's face darkened. However, the thought of Betsy Russell's impending death cheered her up. She asked, "Betsy Russell, are you afraid of death?"
Betsy Russell did not answer her directly, but lifted her eyes to look at her, counter-questioning, "What about you?"
Caught off guard by Betsy Russell's reply, Vicki Lindsey blinked, then broke into manic laughter. "Of course I'm afraid, but does it matter? After all, the one who's going to die is you, not me!"
Betsy Russell casually averted her gaze, too lazy to waste any more words with Vicki Lindsey.
Vicki Lindsey watched Betsy Russell, laughing unabashedly.
"Betsy Russell, do you know why I hate you so much? You're just too good at pretending. I know you're terrified right now, but you dare not show it. You're afraid of me finding out!"
