How to Escape from the Yandere’s Crazy Obsession - Chapter 117
Once Richelle confessed her wrongdoings, Leticia planned to capture it all in the orb and reveal what she had done.
So, Leticia grabbed a fistful of Richelle’s red hair and dragged her away. Her hand was heavy with all the pent-up anger she had held inside.
“AAHHH! Who’s pulling my hair?!”
“You! Why did you do this to me?”
“Le-Leticia?”
Richelle’s eyes widened in shock, as if she had seen a ghost.
“What? Surprised that I didn’t die and came back alive, not according to your plan?”
Richelle glanced around to make sure no one was around, then smiled a rotten, decaying smile.
“Why did you come back? What did you think you would gain by showing up again?”
“What?”
“I asked you why you did this to me. I’ve always been jealous of how much better you were than me, of how you always received all the attention while treating me like your maid. I was sick of it!”
“What? When did I ever treat you like a maid?”
Leticia couldn’t believe it. She had never once thought of Richelle that way, much less treated her like one.
But Richelle, filled with insecurity and inferiority, had always blamed Leticia for everything. She blamed Leticia for always being overshadowed by her, for her parents comparing her looks to Leticia’s, for her own abrasive personality—it was all Leticia’s fault in her mind.
Richelle’s inferiority complex had eaten away at her, eventually consuming her whole being. The friend who once laughed and chatted with her in the springtime might never have existed at all.
When did Richelle start thinking like this?
“You think you know what it’s like to be constantly compared?”
“So you tried to kill me because of that? Does that even make sense?”
“Why did you come back to the academy instead of just selling your body? If you were gone, I wouldn’t have to be in your shadow anymore! You should’ve just died when you fell down those stairs. At least then, I could have pretended to mourn you.”
Richelle’s eyes were filled with madness. Leticia could see that she wasn’t in her right mind. How had her once-loyal and loving friend turned into something so ugly?
There was something pitiful about seeing Richelle like this.
“Don’t look at me with those pitying eyes! The real pathetic one here is you! You’re an outcast now. Everyone in the academy knows you’re nothing but a w***e.”
“And how did you know I went to the red-light district?”
Richelle sneered at Leticia’s question.
“Hah? Who knows? Maybe there’s someone else who hates you as much as I do. Someone sent me a letter with your address.”
Someone sent her my address?
The first person that came to Leticia’s mind was Vallon. Who else would do something like that? Could it really have been Vallon?
“Richelle, despite everything, I still thought of you as a friend. If you had asked for forgiveness, I would’ve considered forgiving you.”
“Hah, don’t make me laugh! I don’t care whether you forgive me or not. It’s all in the past now, and no one knows that I was the one who pushed you!”
“Are you so sure about that? If you had a mirror, I’d suggest you take a good look at your ugly reflection.”
Leticia coldly turned her back, realizing that there was no point in talking to Richelle anymore. The end of her friendship with someone she had once trusted left a bitter taste in her mouth.
Was she angry at Vallon for causing all this? She wasn’t sure. Even if Vallon hadn’t done anything, Richelle would have eventually betrayed her anyway.
Richelle’s jealousy wasn’t something Vallon had created.
In a way, it was a relief that it had happened sooner rather than later. Now, Leticia was truly alone.
***
It wasn’t hard to use the orb to record Richelle’s confession and reveal her crimes. Richelle was expelled from Arvata Academy and soon paid for what she had done.
What happened to Richelle? Her already struggling family failed in a business venture, leaving them buried in debt. The family collapsed, and her parents fled in the middle of the night, leaving Richelle behind. She was eventually dragged away by debt collectors and forced into selling her body.
Richelle’s end was miserable and wretched. In the end, she had no one left by her side.
Leticia didn’t know what happened to Richelle after that, but she was sure it wasn’t much of a life worth living. Leticia had already seen how low a person could sink.
Leticia thought everything had been resolved. Richelle’s chapter was closed, and Vallon had disappeared.
At first, she had been terrified that Vallon might show up again. She feared that he somehow knew what had happened in her dream and would come to confront her.
But days passed, then weeks, and even months, and Vallon never returned.
Yet, instead of feeling relief, Leticia felt an emptiness she couldn’t explain.
