After being reborn, I went on a
killing spree.
Chapter 1
I was in a car accident, my life hanging by a
thread.
My parents gave up on treatment and
discussed transplanting my heart to my twin
sister.
Later, my sister recovered and married my
boyfriend.
They lived happily ever after.
As for me, I was long forgotten.
When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn
back in my senior year of high school.
My mom was telling me, “Your sister isn’t well
enough to take the exam, so use her name on
the midterm again.”
01
Half an hour before my death, my parents
rushed in.
The doctor told them my situation was
critical, surgery was needed immediately, but
the mortality rate was high.
My mom’s face went white, she gripped the
doctor’s wrist tightly, and said, “Then don’t
try to save her. Arrange a heart transplant
immediately.”
Everyone was stunned.
But my mom continued, “The tissue matching
between Willow and her was successful. The
transplant can be done.”
“She owes this to Willow. If she hadn’t taken
all the nutrients in the womb, Willow wouldn’t
have heart disease.”
“Now, she’s giving her healthy heart to Willow.
It’s paying her debt.”
I’d heard this so many times growing up.
I thought I was numb to it.
But hearing it again, my heart still ached.
