Life Through the Ame Chapter 257 - 256: She Wasn't the First, and She Won�

One hour later.

Under Amy the Marvelous's pale and terrified gaze, Juno and her two companions first stitched up an entire deer, then dissected it, and finally sewed it back together again—delivering a vivid and unsettling anatomy lesson.

Watching the deer lying motionless on the operating table, Amy felt an overwhelming sense of empathy.

Every cut, every stitch—it was as if they were slicing into her own flesh.

"Have you thought it over?"

Juno walked over with a bright smile, her tone almost cheerful.

"It was . I planned it."

Amy the Marvelous, driven by sheer survival instinct, finally cracked. Her psychological defenses began to crumble.

Faced with two possible answers, she simply couldn't take the risk of choosing the wrong one.

In her eyes, Juno had already ascended to the level of a full-fledged psychotic killer.

No matter how harsh words might sound, they could never compare to the visceral reality of actual violence.

Under the scalpel, was there really any difference between a person and an animal?

In Arican TV shows, why were so many of the most terrifying villains doctors wielding scalpels?

It was precisely because of situations like this—when soone was completely at another's rcy, reduced to nothing more than a helpless victim. It was terrifying.

And surgeons naturally possessed the skills and psychological resilience to carry out such acts. Once pushed over the edge, they could transform instantly—making their expertise all the more horrifying.

Was this psychological torture? Or was it slow, calculated execution?

The answer was obvious.

"Why?"

Juno asked with interest.

"I treated him so well, and yet he said he couldn't take it anymore and cut

off? How is that possible?!"

To Amy, the world was binary—everything was either a zero or a one. Now that she had begun telling the truth, she decided to lay everything bare.

"I was always the one doing the dumping. No one had ever dumped !"

"So, a few days later, I showed up at his place with his favorite bottle of bourbon and his favorite band's CD.

"Two minutes later, I pulled down his pants.

"Hah! n!

"They say no, but their bodies tell the truth!

"I turned the music up to full volu, scread at him, urged him on, told him not to see

as human tonight. With the music he loved blasting in his ears, he lost control completely!

"It was perfect!

"After he finally collapsed from exhaustion, I tied his wrists to the bedpost using the two neckties I had given him as gifts, making sure to leave deep marks on his skin.

"Then, wearing my torn clothes, I went straight to the police.

"Before I even showed up at his place, I had already used a bottle to create convincing bruises on myself.

"The evidence was irrefutable!

"Too bad he pleaded guilty right away. Otherwise, he would've been looking at 30 years in prison for first-degree sexual assault!"

"He didn't end up in prison," Juno pointed out, "but you still destroyed his life."

She continued, "With a sexual harassnt charge on his record, he still can't find a job. His applications are flagged for sex cris, and no employer is willing to take him in.

"His neighbors keep him on a watchlist, and every ti he tries to date soone, soone makes sure to warn the woman that he's a registered offender. And then—nothing. It all falls apart."

"Why do you think I didn't push to get him locked up?"

Amy sneered.

"So, this was all part of your plan?"

Juno nodded as she adjusted the IV drip, lowering its flow rate.

"And I assu you made sure to remind people repeatedly, just in case he ever got lucky and managed to land a job or a date with soone who wasn't aware of his history? You ensured the truth always ca out, didn't you?"

Amy smirked silently, confirming Juno's suspicion.

"Get so rest," Juno said with a gentle smile. "We'll talk again later."

She turned and walked out of the room, accompanied by Heather and Karen.

Outside Adam's Cabin in the Woods

Texas was too far away, so Juno and the others had brought Amy here instead.

"We should just kill her," Heather said seriously. "She's dangerous. Leaving her alive is a risk—to Adam and to us."

"Kill her," Karen agreed. "Today is Friday. At best, we have two more days. That's not enough ti. She's a cunning, manipulative person—you can't change her."

"I know."

Juno nodded. "She's definitely dangerous. But I still want to try.

"I ant what I said—we're not evil villains.

"Even if we fail and are left with no choice but to silence her, at least we can say we tried. We can live with ourselves."

Heather nodded.

Karen remained silent.

Of the three, Juno and Heather were the experienced ones. Yet, ironically, it was Karen who showed the strongest killing intent.

But that made sense.

Juno was driven by a sense of justice. Heather was out for personal vengeance. Their moral compasses were still relatively intact.

Karen, on the other hand, had a more extre nature. Back when she was obsessed with Jennifer, she had stalked Adam with a box cutter, ready to attack him. If Juno hadn't noticed and followed her, stopping her in ti—who knows what would have happened?

Eventually, Juno's influence had won Karen over, turning her into Juno's loyal shadow. She had even let go of her hatred for Adam and beco his friend.

But when it ca to outsiders, Karen was still ruthless.

And Amy wasn't just a threat to Adam—she was also a potential rival for Juno's attention.

That alone was enough to make Karen eager to kill her.

"Killing should always be the last resort," Juno explained.

"As Amy pointed out, she's sowhat famous. With parents like hers, her disappearance would cause an uproar. No matter how careful we are, there's always a risk of exposure.

"Besides, I don't think we're entirely without hope. In fact, I believe we have a pretty decent chance of success.

"More importantly, I have a feeling—she won't be the first, and she won't be the last.

"Are we going to resort to murder every ti?

"If we do, then one day, we really will beco the psychotic villains she already thinks we are."

With that, she looked directly at Karen.

"Juno's right," Heather said, snapping out of her own thoughts.

She had the blood of the Sawyer family running through her veins. During the Chainsaw Carnival, she had nearly lost herself to the madness. And after spending ti with her cousin Leatherface and her alcoholic adoptive mother, she had unknowingly started to drift toward that darkness again.

The fact that she had grabbed a chainsaw and co here the mont she got the news proved it.

Of course, her primary reason was protecting Adam. But to say she hadn't started becoming numb to taking lives would be a lie.

Juno's words had shaken her awake.

The stronger the weapon, the easier it was to fall into bloodlust.

Juno's scalpel was just as deadly as Heather's chainsaw, yet Juno remained calm and rational. That level of restraint was truly admirable.

No wonder Karen was so devoted to her.

At that mont, Heather was completely convinced.

"I'll follow your lead."

Karen pouted.

She knew Juno's last words had been directed at her.

Maybe there wouldn't be a "next ti"—but Amy definitely wasn't the first person who had threatened Adam. Karen herself had been.

Yet Juno had never killed her. Instead, she had taken her hand and led her toward the light.

Without Juno, Karen would never have found the happiness she had now.

To her, Juno was the brightest light in the world—an electrifying force, a living legend.

"Alright then."

Juno smiled. "We'll give her two and a half days.

"We'll do everything we can to persuade her, to guide her, to reform her.

"In the end, whether she lives or dies—it's up to her."

Karen and Heather nodded in unison, flanking Juno as they pushed the door open and stepped inside.