The tension in the warehouse felt suffocating, thick with years of unspoken envy and betrayal as Stacy faced off against Yuan Yuan.
Stacy's hands were clenched into tight fists, her knuckles white as she tried to steady her trembling fingers.
Her heart thudded painfully, each beat echoing her words, the ones that had been lodged in her throat for so long, now spilling out in raw honesty.
"I always loved you as a friend, as a sister," Stacy said, her voice cracking under the weight of emotion. Her gaze fixed on Yuan Yuan, who stood only a few feet away, her face twisted in a mocking smirk that ignited Stacy's anger even further.
"But all you did was covet what was mine. You… you were never satisfied, were you?"
Yuan Yuan tilted her head, a slow, sinister smile spreading across her lips as she watched Stacy with dark amusement. "Oh, Stacy," she drawled, each word dripping with disdain.
