Ch. My previous life 3 My previous life 3

The liquid splashed onto my face, igniting a searing, all-consuming pain that seemed to fuse with my skin.

My vision blurred and never returned.

In an instant, I plummeted from heaven to hell.

…

Snapping back to reality, I loosened my grip and watched as Linda collapsed weakly to the floor, her innocent, doe-eyed face now smeared with filth.

I couldn’t hold back a laugh.

“Go ahead! Cry, scream! Show the world that face and tell them I bullied you. Do it!”

My voice rose sharply at the end.

The memory of the acid burning away my features in my previous life flashed through my mind.

Overwhelmed with rage, I stomped on her face twice before finally turning to leave.

…

Downstairs by the school building, my desk mate, Rachel Summers, was waiting for me.

“PE class started ages ago. What were you doing up there?”

I replied casually, “Oh, just bullying the new girl.”

She turned to me in shock. “What?!”

I smirked. “As the saying goes, if the whole world thinks you’re a bully, you might as well become one.”

“Who even said that…?”

“That’s not the point.”

As we reached the edge of the sports field, we ran straight into Alec.

He wasn’t in my class, but everyone in school knew he was my childhood sweetheart and boyfriend.

Alec’s gaze flicked from my face to something behind me, lingering briefly.

“Sierra, why are you so late? Oh, by the way, I heard there’s a new transfer student in your class?”

In my previous life, every time Linda smeared my reputation, Alec would always make me apologize to her, brushing the matter aside.

He seemed to be on my side, but with just a few words, he cemented the accusation that I was a bully.

The thought sent a surge of anger through me, and without warning, I raised my hand and slapped him.

“Oh my god!”

Rachel stood frozen in shock once again.

Alec’s expression didn’t change.

His gaze cooled for a moment, but it was fleeting as if the slap hadn’t even happened.

Instead, he leaned in close, his cheek brushing lightly against mine as he whispered, “What’s wrong, Sierra? Feeling upset?”

…

In my previous life, it wasn’t until much later that I learned the truth.

As a child, Alec’s mother abandoned him at an amusement park. He spent some time in an orphanage, where he met a bright, cheerful little girl.

She shared a bed with him and gave him a piece of candy.