After I waited in the dorm for a week, Nora still didn't come back.

I had no choice but to wait in the dance classroom, and finally, I saw Nora, who had just finished class.

She was still wearing my lucky bracelet.

Maybe it was out of illusion, I surprisedly found the emerald turned a little cloudy.

Facing my question, Nora was not at all flustered.

She raised her wrist and showed it off to me proudly.

"You're right. Riley sent me this bracelet as my birthday gift. Oh, by the way, he also gave himself to me, and we are already living together."

"I just don't want to give it back to you. What can you do? Do you have any proof that it belongs to you?" After saying that, Nora laughed triumphantly.

I clenched my teeth with rage.

"Nora, we used to be roommates, and I don't want to see you end up in some miserable situation. Before everything is too late, give it back to me!" I said.

Nora wore that arrogant smile.

"This bracelet is bought by my boyfriend. I have the receipt and invoice. How can you say it's yours without any proof?" As she spoke, she took out the receipt from her bag and waved it in front of me.

It seemed that she was determined not to return my bracelet.

Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, I asked her after a momentary silence.

I said, "Nora, it's my last warning. Anyone else except its real owner wears it will be stranded in bad luck. Please return it to me now."

Nora rolled her eyes. "What's your problem? If you curse me like this again, I will call the police."

Since she insists on keeping things that don't belong to her, there was nothing I could say.

Nora was a dance streamer with one hundred thousand fans. Usually, in addition to dancing for her sponsors and asking for SuperChats, she also shared her daily life while streaming.

That night, I opened TikTok and happened to see her talking about the bracelet with chats.

"My roommate might suffer delusions. She insists that I took her bracelet. It's clearly a gift from my friend, and I even have the receipt. But she claimed that it's her lucky bracelet that will bring bad luck to me..." she said.

Her audience were all irritated by what this slender young girl had suffered and all began to comfort her by cursing me.

Netizen A: [Nora, your roommate may target your bracelet. You'd better be careful in case she will steal it.]

Netizen B: [It's so funny. She thought the police would do nothing about that?]

Netizen C: [Maybe she is just a lunatic. Some girls nowadays are just vain and materialistic.]

Among these comments, there was one that was particularly different.

Netizen D: [What your roommate said was true, girl. If it is not yours, you'd better return it to its real owner so as to dispel the bad luck that is coming to you now.]

If I were Nora, I would probably suspect that this comment was posted by me.

But I really didn't do anything.

Her fans were all discontented about this comment.

Netizen A: [Nora, is this your roommate with delusional disorder? I can't believe she pesters you while you're streaming. This is too scary. Just call the police.]

Netizen B: [That's right. Maybe she is a psycho.]

Nora pretended to be frightened. "Thank you, guys. I will call the police as soon as I end the live stream today."

The next time I saw Riley and Nora was in the school cafeteria.

Riley was carefully helping Nora peel the shrimp shells, then put the shrimp meat into Nora's plate with a doting look on his face.

I remembered he did the exact same thing when we just started dating.

He pampered me like a child.

At that time, I was sure that he was the person I wanted to spend my whole life with.

But three months later, he was no longer so careful and considerate to me.

I happened to get my finger injured, and the doctor told me not to touch water for a week.

The impatient expression on his face was so clearly engraved in my brain when I asked him to peel an orange for me.

"My hands are for playing the violin. What if I get hurt peeling an orange?"

But he seemed to have forgotten that his violin, worth 200 thousand dollars, was a birthday gift I bought for him.

I realized maybe he had been cheating on me with Nora at that time.

My appearance didn't frighten her at all. Instead, she deliberately put the shrimp into her mouth gracefully, with a showing-off look on her face.

"The one who is not loved is the mistress. Someone just thinks she can buy everything, but she doesn't know she can't buy true love no matter how rich she is.

While saying that, Nora deliberately swung the emerald bracelet on her wrist.

She was showing off to me that even if the bracelet on her wrist was mine, I still couldn't do anything to her, just like I had no choice but to give up when she stole my man.

Looking at them, I suddenly felt a little sick.

I really wanted to persuade her again to give the bracelet back for her safety. However, since she was so determined to incur the curse, the only thing I could do was to respect her choice.

Besides, I also wanted to see how unlucky she could be after breaking the mysterious rule of this bracelet.

Her karma came quickly. One night, Nora was livestreaming her graceful dance to her sponsors when she fell down the stairs accidentally.

Immediately afterwards, she went offline, and I knew something serious had happened to her.

As expected, early the next morning, I saw news about her on the school forum.

Student A: [Have you heard that Nora from the Department of Dance fell from a building during a livestream and was sent to hospital?]

Student B: [Really? Dancers care the most about their appearance. Maybe she'll never be able to dance again in the future.]

Student C: [I don't know, but I heard that her boyfriend had been waiting outside the operating room for twenty-four hours.]

Student D: [Tsk, you're too naive. It's said that the lease of the house they lived in together expired, and her boyfriend couldn't afford the rent, so he went to ask Nora for money in the hospital. I even want to dance like a slut like her to make more pocket money.]

With all sorts of gossip on the school forum, I was too confused to discern which of them were true.

However, it was another roommate of mine, Charlotte Mason, who shared the most accurate gossip with me.

She said that the surgery cost a lot to fix Nora's broken leg. Still, she couldn't dance for so long a while.

When Riley found out, the first thing that came to his mind was not to care about this poor young girl, but was upset because she couldn't make money by live streaming her dance.

They had lived a luxuriant life after messing around with each other, and Nora was the bill-payer all the time.

In order to defeat me, she also tried hard to act tender and generous in front of him.

In fact, it was just her disguise.

While she was resting in the hospital to heal her broken legs in a blue mood, Riley urged her to give him money several times, which irritated her to fight with him in her ward.

Riley was also so angry that he had been cutting classes to spend time playing around with Nora.

But in the end, what was left in their relationship were complaints.

As they quarreled in the hospital like two crazy people, many people recorded their fight and uploaded it on the Internet.

Now, everyone knew that the pure and charming dance streamer Nora actually used her sponsors' money to feed her loser boyfriend.

I wondered what her sponsors would react to this shocking truth.

The model couple in our school had a huge fight today over a few thousand dollars.

Their so-called true love was as frail as paper.

However, though I wanted to stay out of the trouble, the trouble still came to me.