Chapter 66

"But those secrets were just between us sisters. How come Evil Sis knew about them?" "Sis, did you actually tell Evil Sis to come smear Summer like this?" Summer shot Isabella a sharp glare, eyes full of fire, clearly not in the mood to play nice. All those memories from the last life were still vivid—Isabella always bullying her, framing her, stabbing her with words that hurt more than any bruises. Back then, she’d been too naive to speak up for herself. People only cared about the wounds they could see, not the ones buried in her heart. Even if she'd spoken up then, no one would've believed her. They'd probably just turn her pain into their next round of gossip. The only person who truly cared was Alexander. Even if his concern was mostly for Nina, she’d still let herself fall—hard. In her past life, whenever she was hurting, Alexander would gently pat her head and softly say, "Summer, if it hurts, just cry it out. I’ve got you." That memory hit her like a wave. Her eyes stung, nose