"Was it Samantha? What's gotten into that girl?"
Two lifetimes apart, and here he was—alive, breathing, real.
I collapsed into his chest and sobbed.
Dad froze, completely at a loss. "Don't be scared. Tell me what happened."
"I'm fine." I wiped my tears and forced myself to stay calm.
Crashing their little party now would be letting them off too easy.
I wanted them to regret this for the rest of their lives.
When Mom arrived and saw the cuts and bruises covering my body, her expression shifted instantly.
But I just whispered, "I'm okay, Mom. I don't want to go to college here anymore. I want to study abroad—settle overseas with you and Dad."
In my past life, I'd given up an acceptance letter from a prestigious foreign university, all because Samantha had said, "Let's go to college together."
I'd taken the national exam instead.
And look where that got me.
This time, I wasn't going to gamble on her actually keeping my exam admission ticket safe.
This exam? I was done with it.
Back home, I passed out and slept fitfully until the early hours, my dreams filled with flashes of my previous life.
When I woke again, my pillow was soaked with tears.