The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 748

The ping of Messenger on his phone was relentless, but every time it chimed, Emmitt would glance over, only to feel a pang of disappointment, his heart sinking a bit more each time.

Taking a deep breath, Emmitt tried to swallow the lump in his throat. Some connections, once severed, were gone for good. Irreparable.

He rubbed his face in frustration and bitterness before setting his phone aside. The lively sound of fireworks outside seemed to fade, and despite the warmth of the heating, an inexplicable chill settled over him.

Just then, his phone buzzed twice more with Messenger notifications. Knowing it might only heighten his sense of loss, Emmitt couldn’t help but pick it up again.

With a tentative tap, he opened Messenger and saw Mirabella’s message: “Thanks, Emmitt.” Instantly, the cloud of negativity that had been looming over him dissipated. He held his phone for a long while, a smile replacing his frown, deciding not to reply.

Even though he knew Mirabella was just being polite, it was still the first thing to genuinely lift his spirits in the new year.

The winter break flew by, and before they knew it, the second semester of senior year had begun, with finals looming just over three months away.

Back at school, Mirabella’s Literature score saw a significant bump in the first monthly test, nearly twenty points higher, especially in her essays and comprehension questions.

Her teacher, thrilled with her progress, handed her extra past papers to work on. Despite grumbling about the workload, Mirabella took them in stride, her face noticeably slimmer from the stress as finals approached.

Thirty days before the finals, Mirabella was called into Principal Annette’s office.

Mirabella was silent for a moment before responding, “It’s not that.”

“Then what’s the issue?” Annette was puzzled.

Clearing her throat, Mirabella confessed, “You gave me ten sets of past papers last time. I haven’t finished them yet.”

Annette was momentarily speechless.

“Ms. Annette, I have to work through the papers you so kindly provided, prepare for the speech, and practice it. I’d feel really guilty if I messed up and embarrassed you,” Mirabella said earnestly, laying out her concerns.