Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Kenneth’s almost obsessive expression and unusually humble posture froze the entire classroom in tension again. Everyone! was stunned, though curiosity and gossip quickly took over. While they pretended to mind their business, their ears discreetly tuned in, eager to catch every word.

Melody froze for a moment, carefully sizing up Kenneth. “It’s you?” she said. A realization crossed her face as if she had just recognized him. Melody smiled gently, her eyes carrying a touch of warmth. “It’s all right,” she said gently. “Besides, it was my fault for accidentally bumping into you. I should be the one apologizing.”

After a brief pause, Melody asked again, “By the way, how’s your injury? Is it getting better?” She was referring to the day she accidentally bumped into him, wondering if it had affected his wound.

In response, Kenneth’s eyes lit up, his face brimming with surprise and excitement. Eagerly, he asked, “That night-it was you who saved me, wasn’t it?”

Kenneth had crossed paths with assailants, narrowly escaping death as he fled for his life. Exhausted, he eventually collapsed, convinced that his end was near. However, someone had saved him. In his hazy state, he barely opened his eyes, catching a glimpse of a face partially obscured, but those eyes-bright as the stars-left an indelible mark.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

That fleeting moment embedded itself deep within his heart, a memory he could never shake.

It wasn’t until he met Melody that everything clicked into place. The figure from his memory seemed to merge with the person/standing before him-the same radiant eyes that had captivated him in that fleeting moment. One glance, and he knew he could never forget her.

Melody was momentarily confused. She thought, ‘What is he talking about? I have no idea what he’s saying.

As her thoughts swirled, she remained silent for a couple of seconds. When she looked up again, her smile was bright and warm. In a soft voice, she said, “I’m just glad you’re okay.”

There was neither a confirmation nor a denial, just an unspoken understanding between them.

Hearing her response, Kenneth felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders. “I knew it was you!” he said, his smile growing wider, his handsome features even more captivating. “I’ve been looking for you for so long and finally found you.”

Their familiar gestures seemed almost like a reunion, leaving everyone else utterly baffled. Only Tiffany, however, understood the whole story as she listened intently throughout the exchange.

Even though Tiffany had long known that Kenneth would inevitably fall hopelessly in love with Melody in this encounter, she never anticipated that this unexpected bond would complicate their connection.

At this thought, Tiffany subtly glanced at Melody. She was charming, and her eyes resembled Tiffany’s in some ways.

She thought, ‘One mistook the other, and the other went along. These two are a perfect match indeed.’ Tiffany chuckled, casually closing her book before standing up and leaving the classroom.

Meanwhile, Melody hoped to blend in, being new and unfamiliar with anyone. As Tiffany stood to leave the classroom, Melody called out, “Tiffany, can I go with you?”

However, Zoe stepped in front of her after just a few steps. “Sorry, but Tiffany is busy and can’t help you settle in. You’ll need to find someone else,” she said, not bothering to look at anyone else’s reaction before turning and leaving the classroom.

Melody stood there, her face flushed with embarrassment and awkwardness. Kenneth immediately stepped forward, saying, “Don’t pay any attention to them. I’ll show you around the school. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me anytime.” “Thank you,” Melody replied with a smile, her eyes shimmering like water-clear and captivating.

Everyone’s impression of a polite, well-mannered girl who was also so beautiful couldn’t help but be optimistic. The others gathered around, adding, “Yes, exactly! If you need any help, feel free to contact us anytime.”

“Okay,” Melody replied with a hod. Her gentle and serene demeanor captured everyone around her.

The classroom quickly buzzed with activity again. In no time, Melody had seamlessly integrated with everyone.

At the center of the school, Tiffany sat atop a tall artificial rock formation, happily tossing fish feed into the decorative pond below. The fish swam around energetically, occasionally flicking their tails or leaping out of the water, lively and unafraid of people.

When Zoe caught up, she couldn’t help but wonder how Tiffany managed to climb so high each time. She tilted her head back to ask, “Tiffany, are you mad?”

“What do I have to be mad about?” Tiffany replied nonchalantly, scattering another handful of feed into the pond.

Zoe continued, “Kenneth doesn’t appreciate you. First, it was Sandra, and now it’s Melody. I seriously wonder if he’s blind!” The worst part wasn’t even that. What was more frustrating was that Kenneth was kind to everyone, treating even strangers with warmth and grace, always the picture of a gentleman.

Yet, when it came to Tiffany, it felt as if she could do nothing right; everything she did was scrutinized. It was the epitome of double/standards. Just like this time, with Melody’s arrival, Kenneth transformed entirely. His kindness toward her even surpassed how he had treated Sandra before.

The more Zoe thought about it, the angrier she became. She could already foresee that if any conflict arose between Melody and Tiffany in the future, given Kenneth’s behavior, it would be painfully obvious whose side he would take.

Tiffany glanced at her, her tone calm and unhurried, her expression still relaxed. “Is that all?”

Zoe lowered her head, mumbling, “I think it’s a bit unfair…”

“What’s unfair about it? Trash belongs in the trash can. Why get upset over something that’s already been discarded? It’s just adding unnecessary frustration,” Tiffany replied, then waved her hand. “Come up here; let me show you all the little fish in this pond,” she instructed domineeringly.

Zoe looked up, her attention instantly drawn away. She climbed up the artificial rock formation with considerable effort to sit alongside Tiffany. Indeed, feeding the fish was quite enjoyable. Watching the vibrant, colorful fish swirling below was far more pleasant than harboring anger toward someone unrelated.

Zoe felt enlightened and admired Tiffany’s open-minded attitude even more. Just as she was about to compliment her, she heard Tiffany casually say, “No matter how many people curse them behind their back, they won’t know. Be smart; next time, confront them directly.”

Zoe replied, “What?” She thought, ‘It seems like something’s off, but it also makes sense. I guess Tiffany will always be Tiffany!’

“This idea…” Zoe nodded thoughtfully, then gave a thumbs-up. “Brilliant!”

Tiffany chuckled at Zoe’s enthusiastic response, feeling just as lighthearted. After school that afternoon, she used the excuse of staying at school and not going home, instead heading to Luna Villa.

June seemed to have heard about Melody and frowned as she said, “Miss Kelley, you were the one who saved Kenneth that night. Shouldn’t you tell someone about it?” Havin someone else benefit from Tiffany’s actions without acknowledgment felt incredibly frustrating. Regardless of how June thought about it, the feeling didn’t sit right.

Tiffany shook her head. “No need for that.” She didn’t need Kenneth’s gratitude. If she hadn’t mistakenly thought he was Jeremy, she wouldn’t have lifted a finger to help, even if she had watched Kenneth die on the street.

It was the same now. It just wasn’t worth it.

June hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded in agreement. After watching Tiffany head upstairs, she quietly left Luna Villa.

About one mile from the villa, a figure stood in the darkness, their features obscured and exuding an air of mystery. June approached and respectfully called out, “Master.”