“Elissa!” Ernest’s response came swift and urgent, his fingers wrapping around Elissa’s arm like a vise. “Silence yourself! Just stop this madness!”
“What reason do I have to stop?” Elissa’s crimson eyes blazed wider, fury and disbelief warring in their depths. “Have I spoken falsely? Aren’t these the very words that spilled from your own lips? Did I conjure them from thin air?”
Ernest found himself trapped in speechlessness, his eyelids falling shut under the weight of truth.
Denial became impossible when faced with the reality of his own confessions. Every word Elissa spoke had indeed passed through his lips at some point. Witnessing his telling silence, Elissa released a bitter laugh that cut through the tension, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
“When those honeyed promises flowed from your mouth, did it never cross your mind that I might one day use them against you?”
Something dangerous flickered in Ernest’s contracted pupils, and a cold smile carved itself across his features.
He struck back with calculated precision. “So you’ve come here to destroy me?” From Linda’s vantage point, Elissa appeared to be nothing more than a scorned woman bent on exposing her clandestine affair with Ernest.
But Ernest understood Elissa’s true nature better than anyone else. He felt certain that simple exposure wasn’t driving Elissa’s actions today.
Armed with this knowledge, Ernest’s grip tightened around Elissa’s delicate wrist. “We’re leaving! Come with me this instant!”
“My business here remains unfinished!” Desperation fueled Elissa’s movements as she seized Linda’s hand, deliberately escalating the confrontation. “Return Ernest to where he belongs! He was meant to be mine! His flesh, his spirit, every piece of his being belongs to me! His heart holds no love for you, so why do you persist in this futile chase? Moreover, I’m already carrying his child within me!”
The revelation struck Ernest like lightning.
“Elissa!”
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He hadn’t anticipated her willingness to weaponize Linda’s deepest insecurities, convinced that madness had finally claimed her completely.
Linda started screaming at the top of her lungs. “No, no, no!”
Elissa’s calculated provocation finally shattered Linda’s fragile emotional state, reducing her to pure, unfiltered rage.
Hatred blazed in Linda’s glare as she fixed her sights on Elissa, her scream tearing through the air as she launched herself forward. “You destroyer of homes! I’ll end your miserable existence!”
The sounds of violence erupted—screams mixing with the sickening thud of impact as Elissa crashed to the floor, Linda’s weight pinning her down mercilessly.
Bloodshot eyes gleamed with murderous intent as Linda’s fingers found Elissa’s throat, squeezing with desperate strength.
Through clenched teeth, Linda hissed her death wish, “Burn in hell!” Complete chaos consumed the scene.
“Elissa!” Panic seized Ernest as he fought to pry Linda away from her victim. “Linda! Release her! Release her now!”
Fortune smiled upon the struggle—Linda’s prolonged illness had weakened her considerably, allowing Ernest to separate the women without excessive force, freeing Elissa from her strangling grip.
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