Nights Burn With Regret — by Nathan Perez 151
Chapter 151
Violet
“I believe those were her exact words. So that’s what you should do. You should expel her and blacklist her from every college in this country.”
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The professors stared at me, then at each other, the room tense. No one spoke for a moment, as if they were all waiting for someone else to say something. I could almost hear the gears in their heads grinding as they tried to decide which version of reality made sense. They couldn’t even believe someone could do something like that.
Across the table, Nora flinched at my words, her body stiffening. She snapped her head up to look at me, her eyes blazing with fury, her hands curling into tight fists at her sides.
“You fucking bitch!” she screamed, her body leaning forward as if she wanted to cross the desk and tear me apart with her bare hands.
She took a sharp step forward, clearly intending to cross the desk and come at me. But she never got the chance.
Roman moved instantly.
He stepped in front of me, positioning himself between us, his tall frame blocking her path completely. He tilted his head slightly, his expression calm, but the message was clear, try it. The threat in his presence was overwhelming.
Just that small movement was enough. Nora froze. Her breath hitched, her courage vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. She took an unsteady step back, her heart clearly pounding in her chest as she stared at Roman with wide, frightened eyes. She knew better than to test him.
“Nora!” the dean barked sharply. “What do you think you’re doing?!”
Nora’s shoulders trembled. She looked at the dean, then at the professors, shaking her head violently.
“I swear,” she said, her voice cracking, “these pictures are fake! That’s not me! I didn’t go to any hotel with old men. I would never do something like that.” Her eyes darted around the room desperately. “Please believe me. She’s lying. Violet is lying!”
The professors watched her closely now, their expressions conflicted. Some adjusted their glasses, others exchanged brief looks, clearly unsure whether she was telling the truth.
Nora bit her lip hard, then suddenly turned and pointed straight at me, her finger shaking. “How do you even know those pictures are real?” she snapped. “They can be fake too! She’s obviously using them to frame me!”
At that, the professors’ attention shifted to me. Suspicion flickered in their eyes.
I straightened slowly, the smile fading from my face. When I spoke, my voice was soft.
“You don’t make sense, Nora.”
She blinked. “What?”
I tilted my head slightly. “Why would I frame you?” I asked quietly.
Her brows knitted together, fury flaring again. “Because you wanted to get me in trouble, you stupid whore!”
I placed a hand against my chest lightly, feigning surprise. “Me? Why would I do that? If I saw those articles, the first thing I would do is prove my innocence, not create more trouble for myself. And that’s exactly what I’m doing now. I’m proving my innocence with evidence. I’m not trying to frame you.”
I looked around the room, meeting each professor’s eyes in turn. “I’m not trying to frame her. I’m not that careless. I’m
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smart enough to know that false claims would only backfire on me. Why would I present evidence that isn’t real?”
Nora opened her mouth again, her anger boiling over. “You-”
“That’s true, she has a point,” one of the professors interrupted. “Why would she present evidence that could easily be proven false? It doesn’t add up.”
Another professor nodded. “She should be focused on proving herself innocent. And if her innocence depends on Nora being the person in those pictures, then that possibility cannot be ignored.”
Murmurs spread through the room.
“Yes.”
“That’s true.”
“It makes sense.”
As more professors began to agree, I watched Nora’s face lose color little by little, as if all the blood was being drained out of her. Her lips trembled, and she shook her head repeatedly.
“That’s not true,” she said weakly. “I promise. That’s not true. I didn’t do that.”
No one was really listening to her anymore.
The professors’ gazes had changed. One of them frowned deeply, his lips curling as if he had tasted something foul.
“Disgusting,” he muttered. “To blame another student for her own actions… absolutely shameless.”
“I know, right?” another professor added, shaking her head. “This is beyond disappointing.”
More voices followed, overlapping each other, words like shameful, unacceptable, deceitful echoed through the room. Each one seemed to strike Nora like a physical blow. She kept shaking her head, tears welling in her eyes now, but the room had already decided her fate.
I watched her quietly.
“Can I talk to her alone?” I asked calmly.
The room went still again.
One of the professors turned toward me. “Alone? Isn’t that dangerous? What if she tries to hurt you? This girl is clearly a crazy person.”
The dean nodded in agreement. “Yes. Perhaps it would be better if this/conversation happens later, under supervision.”
I shook my head slowly. “No. It’s fine. She won’t do anything. I just want to talk to her.”
They hesitated. One professor opened his mouth as if to argue again, but before he could, Roman nodded.
“Alright,” he said firmly. “If anything happens, call my name, Grace.”
I met his eyes for a brief second and nodded. “Thank you.”
That was enough. The professors didn’t argue further. One by one, they gathered their files and began to leave the hall, the dean following closely behind. Roman was the last to go, his gaze lingering on me for a moment before the doors finally
closed.
The room fell silent as I turned back to Nora.
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She was already glaring at me, her expression twisted with rage and humiliation. “You stupid bitch!” she screamed. “There’s no one stopping me now!”
She lunged toward me.
Before she could reach me, I kicked the chair in front of her with my foot, sending it crashing into her legs. She lost her balance immediately and fell hard onto the floor.
“AHH!” she screamed.
I looked down at her without interest, my face blank. “I’d advise you to stay where you are. I wouldn’t want to ruin that plastic face.” I tilted my head slightly, studying the way she trembled. “But if I do, I can always claim self-defense.”
“What do you think?”
Her breathing grew uneven.
“You’re good at pretending,” I went on. “You know it’ll work. If anyone walks in right now and sees you all beaten up, no one will blame me.”
Nora clutched her stomach as she struggled to breathe, her glare locked onto me like she wanted to tear me apart with her bare hands.
“Violet Moore,” she spat, her voice trembling with rage, “you bitch. Do you have any idea what you’re doing?”
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“You know those pictures are fake,” she continued, her voice rising. “You know they’re not real, and yet you’re standing there lying to everyone, saying they are. How could you lie like that? How could you do something so disgusting? You know I’m not the one in those pictures.”
I watched her calmly, my expression unreadable.
Hypocrite.
When she framed me, when she dragged my name through the mud, when she watched everyone turn against me, she never once questioned her actions. But now that the blade was turned toward her, suddenly morality mattered.
I straightened, pushing myself up slowly, meeting her glare head-on.
“So what?” I said flatly.
She blinked. “What?”
“So what if I lied?” I repeated, my tone bored. “You did it first. You were the one who stood there and claimed I was the one seducing older men. You were the one who smiled while they prepared to destroy my life.”
I shrugged lightly as I walked toward her, my steps unhurried. “Besides, you’re going to agree it’s true anyway.”
Her eyes widened slightly. “What are you talking about?”
“Even though you’re recording right now,” I continued, glancing pointedly at the phone clenched in her hand, “you’re going to delete it. And then you’re going to walk back in there and tell them that you are the one in those pictures.”
Nora let out a sharp laugh, clutching her phone closer to her chest like it was a lifeline. “Like hell I will,” she sneered. “I’m not deleting anything. I’m going to expose you. I’ll tell everyone you’re a fucking liar. Your life will be ruined, Violet.”
Her lips curled into a smug smile as she straightened. “I can’t believe you edited those pictures to make me the one in them. Do you really think something like that will work? Just wait. I’ll ruin you.”
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She turned as if to leave.
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Before she could take another step, I calmly sat down on the edge of the table in front of her, crossing my legs, forcing her
to stop.
“Are you sure about that, Nora?”
She hesitated, then frowned. “What do you mean?”
Instead of answering, I reached down and dropped a thick folder onto the floor at her feet.
The sound echoed in the silent room.
Her
gaze followed it instinctively, and the moment she saw what was inside, all the color drained from her face. She went pale, it was far worse than when she first saw the pictures earlier. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her lips parting as if she wanted to scream but couldn’t find the breath.
“You-“her voice cracked. “How… how did you-”
My lips curled into a smile.
That familiar feeling washed over me again, the satisfaction of watching someone who thought they had won realize they never stood a chance.
I leaned in slightly.
“So, what will
you
do
now, Nora?”
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