Revenge After Death

"I don't buy it." Rachel shook her head. "Stephanie Carlson will never reincarnate onto Yasmin. Even the thought of it is gross! She'd rather die."

I burst into laughter, dispelling the gloomy mood that had surrounded me for days.

Lowering my head, I wiped away the tears at the corners of my eyes. "Yeah, if I woke up and found out I had become the person I hated most, I'd probably choose to die straight away."

Seeing me smile, Rachel held my wrist and said, "Don't overthink it. Yasmin may think she can fool everyone, but those who truly care about Stephanie Carlson won't be deceived. Does she seriously think she can imitate every detail and feeling of a person?"

I agreed; Yasmin was just wasting her time.

However, her disguise wasn't meant to make Rachel and the others believe her; it was to deceive Michael and Steven.

Michael had been brainwashed and manipulated by Peter long ago, so I wasn't surprised he would fall into Yasmin's disguise.

But Steven...

I gave Steven a call, but he declined it. This was the first time he had ever declined my call, which worried me.

"There's no way Steven will be fooled by her." Rachel sighed. "Stephie... you really should try to have some faith in him sometimes. Isn't it exhausting to keep suspecting someone?"

Rachel always seemed to see through my thoughts.

"But what if... there's something suspicious about him?" I asked.

was he covering up the murderer, but

will you? After all, life is a gamble. Who knows, you might make the right bet?" Rachel looked into my eyes, then added,

I nodded.

Zion... "Rachel lowered her head, her ears

very surprised; in fact, I

whispered nervously. All women were born to be

deep breath and

think he's pretty nice to you," I exclaimed

someone you like, even if he has feelings for you too. Zion told me he didn't like me. In other words, even if he truly

to return

my mom

met. I told her Zion and I were just sharing a

Rachel

sounded helpless.

a good person

back to the dorm," Rachel said, lying beside me, just like she

the ceiling powerlessly, she remarked, "Stephie, life

you planning to do?" I

want to get married, then I can escape from my mom's

knew Rachel well. Back when

she confided in me about her desire for a new life. She planned to get married right after graduation, and if neither of us found a partner, we agreed to