Chapter 12: Unraveling Crowns
It started small.
A shattered heel. A bad hair day. A failed test.
But then, one by one, the girls started to fall.
Tricia, once the flawless fashionista of the campus, developed a mysterious skin rash that no dermatologist could fix. The irony? She’d just been chosen to represent the school in a regional beauty campaign. The brand dropped her like a hot curling iron.
Gweneth, who prided herself on being the top of her class and shamed others for not keeping up, suddenly couldn’t remember formulas. Or dates. Or even her locker combination. Her grades plummeted. Teachers raised eyebrows. Her parents, furious.
Margaret, the loudest among them, the girl who once shared memes mocking other students, lost her voice—literally. For weeks, doctors couldn’t explain why her vocal cords refused to cooperate. The silence, they said, might be psychological.
Rumors spread like wildfire.
“Cursed daw.”7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuK7Ksez5iP
“Baka karma na ‘yan.”7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ8V0KPzfZE
“Something weird is going on with the Plastics.”
Even the students they once tormented began to pity them.
Some of the girls tried to apologize. Tentatively. Fearfully.
Margaret, teary-eyed, left a note in a freshman’s locker: “I’m sorry for calling you a nobody.”
Gweneth, humbler now, offered help during a tutoring session. She looked tired—like she hadn’t slept well in weeks.
Tricia took off her designer accessories and joined the cafeteria cleanup committee.
But not Bella.
Bella de Silva smirked through it all.
“They're weak,” she spat one day, tossing her perfect hair back. “This school’s full of drama queens and cowards. I’m not going to cry just because the universe tripped me with a bad day. Please.”
She still wore her designer shoes. Still showed up with perfect eyeliner. Still gave out biting remarks that stung like acid.
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She said, “Truth hurts. I’m just being real.”
But there was something off in her eyes. A flicker of paranoia when no one was looking. A twitch in her smile.
She didn’t know it yet… but the curse hadn’t reached her fully.
Not yet.
Ysa, from a distance, watched it all unfold.
She didn’t smile. She didn’t cheer.
Because now… it was too real.
“How do I stop something I didn’t mean to start?”
The power had already chosen its course.7Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0qOPrcJByL
And Bella’s time… was coming.
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