Ch. ch 1 My previous life ch 1

The final memory of my previous life was the blinding, searing agony of acid burning into my eyes, pushing me to the brink of death.

Through the haze of excruciating pain and blurred vision, I spotted Linda Lowe hiding behind my brother. Gripping a cake knife, I lunged forward and drove it into her chest.

“Let’s go to hell together!”

…

When I opened my eyes again, the unexpectedly vivid scene before me left me stunned for two seconds.

Then I saw Linda, younger and almost unrecognizable, standing a short distance away.

Dressed in a washed-out school uniform, she twisted the faucet open, letting the water cascade over her head.

While drenching herself, she laughed and asked, “Who do you think they’ll believe, me or you?”

That was when it hit me.

So, it was today. The very day the rumors of me bullying her began in my last life.

Seeing me frozen in place, Linda’s smile widened.

“Have you thought about how you’ll apologize to me, Miss Wood?”

“Ah—!”

A surge of old grudges and fresh anger roared to life within me.

I rushed over, grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her into the bathroom.

Her sudden, shrill screams echoed as I shoved her face into the toilet.

“Pouring a little water on yourself and you think you can frame me? Let me show you what real bullying looks like.”

Linda thrashed like a madwoman, her arms flailing as if powered by engines, but she couldn’t break free from my grip.

Her face was forced into the filthy water, and her muffled voice bubbled up, “Sierra Wood, let me go… gurgle… ugh—”

I threw my head back and laughed.

“Since your mouth is so filthy, make sure to wash it clean before you go telling tales!”