Wrong Heiress to Almost Murder

Seeing my flushed face, Dallas hesitated for a moment. He crouched down and helped me up slightly. "Is it really that serious?"

Just as I was about to speak, Olivia suddenly burst into dramatic sobs. She looked at me with this wounded expression, as if I were some kind of unforgivable criminal.

"Sabrina, h-how could you do this to me?! I bought that imported premium energy bar for over 200 bucks just because you're Dallas's girlfriend! It's super healthy and packed with nutrients! How could they possibly cause such an extreme reaction?"

Her eyes turned red as she sniffled. "Are you, are you trying to frame me? I know you don't like me, but you can't target me like this!"

She looked at Dallas with tears in her eyes. "Dallas, we've been friends for years. Don't you know my character by now? You're the one who said bros before hoes, so today I'm making you choose! Are you picking your ride-or-die friend, or your girlfriend?!"

Dallas immediately panicked and let go of me to rush over and comfort her. "Of course, I believe you! This is my fault. I've spoiled her too much. I'll make her apologize to you."

His sudden movement sent me crashing to the ground again, and tiny rocks flew dangerously close to my eyes. Meanwhile, Everyone rushed to surround Olivia, showering her with comfort.

"Olivia, don't cry! We all know you're not that kind of person!"

"Seriously? She's so dramatic. Dallas, what did you even see in her?"

"I bet she's just stirring up trouble on purpose, trying to make you distance yourself from Olivia!"

Dallas tenderly pulled the sobbing Olivia into his arms and softly consoled her. He looked exactly as gentle as he had when he confessed his feelings to me. But right now, I, his actual girlfriend, was cast aside and shut out.

My vision was already starting to blur, but I struggled to lift my head and saw Dallas's and Olivia's hiking backpacks not far away. It suddenly hit me that my insulin pen might be hidden inside one of them.

Gasping heavily, I began inching across the ground, my fingertips reaching forward desperately. Just as I was about to touch the backpack strap, a hiking boot came down without warning and ground viciously into the back of my hand.

It was Olivia.

The searing pain made me let out a muffled groan. Yet, she acted as if she was startled and let out an exaggerated gasp.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! But Sabrina, why did you put your hand under my shoe?! Is this another trick to frame me?"

She sounded all pitiful and wronged, but the blatant smugness on her face showed she did it on purpose. However, since her back was to everyone else, no one saw the malice on her face, so no matter how I tried to explain, nobody would believe me.

Frustration rose like a weight on my chest. Her foot pressed harder, and I was too weak to pull my hand away. I could only feel with excruciating clarity as my fingers were ground beneath her boot, too weak even to cry out in pain.

Seeing that I was not responding, she pouted and grumbled with dissatisfaction, "Why aren't you saying anything, Sabrina? I already apologized. Are you still not satisfied? Do I have to get on my knees and beg before you'll forgive me?"

Dallas heard the commotion and came over with a frown. Olivia quickly lifted her foot.

He did not even glance at my red and swollen hand, instead pulling her behind him protectively and shouting at me harshly.

"Sabrina! Have you not made enough trouble? I haven't even confronted you about earlier, and now you're starting again?! Do you need everyone here to be miserable before you're satisfied?"

He glared at me from above, like he was passing judgment on a criminal as he barked, "Apologize to Olivia immediately!"