Chapter 2

"I heard the heir to a Mafia family is choosing a girlfriend at our school, and whoever gets pregnant first gets to marry him! We have to find a way to get close to him!"

Before the phantom pain of the poison in my stomach could even fade, Jessica’s voice pierced through my mind.

Her voice got closer and louder, gradually becoming clear.

I blinked in a daze, staring at Jessica’s familiar yet terrifying face.

Seeing that none of the three of us were saying anything, she asked again, "This is our ticket into the high society! Do you guys want to try it with me?"

It was exactly like my past life. A rumor about a mysterious "Mafia heir" picking a girlfriend on campus had somehow spread like wildfire among the girls.

Dreaming of marrying rich, Jessica had been looking for ways to run into this "Don" ever since she heard the rumor.

Staged run-ins, mutual connections... eventually, she became absolutely convinced of the "pregnancy first" rule and shared her master plan with us in excitement.

In our past life, the three of us thought she had completely lost her mind.

After all, no rational person would risk getting pregnant just because of some unverified gossip.

So, we took turns trying to talk her down. We spent hours convincing her until she finally backed off.

But who would have thought? A girl from the next class actually tried a similar stunt.

Not only was she seen everywhere with the "heir," but rumors soon spread that she had successfully gotten engaged after getting pregnant.

Jessica believed our interference was the sole reason she missed her chance to marry into extreme wealth.

In her rage, she poured poison into our Brita pitcher and watched cold-heartedly as the three of us died in agonizing pain.

This time, I decided to respect her journey.

I was the first to speak. "Honestly, guys like that are bad news. I'd rather stay far away. Count me out."

Maddy chimed in, "Yeah, getting pregnant over a rumor? Doesn't seem worth it."

Hailey took a sip from her cup, shook her head, and didn't say a word.

Seeing that none of us were interested, Jessica let out a cold snort. She aggressively pulled her bed curtains shut and muttered under her breath, "Whatever. Don't try to climb up when I become the Don's wife. Don't say I didn't warn you."

I turned to look at the other two. In our past life, they definitely didn't react like this.

In the previous life, Maddy had grabbed Jessica’s hand, pleading with her that it wasn't worth it, listing all the dangerous variables of that lifestyle.

She had warned her about dangerous family politics, a life of constant fear, and how her future child would be dragged into a world of crime.

Hailey had even pulled out her brand-new designer dress, suggesting that if Jessica wanted attention, she should focus on self-improvement first.

But looking at their reactions today, my heart skipped a beat. Could it be... they regressed too?

To test my theory, I winked at them. "I'm starving. Anyone want to grab lunch?"

They exchanged a quick look, grabbed their phones, and nodded quickly. "Yeah, let's go."

The three of us walked out of the dorm. Just as we were about to close the door, Jessica’s voice called out from behind the curtain, "Maddy, grab me a sandwich on your way back."

Maddy called back a quick agreement.

Once we got to the dining hall and sat down with our food, the three of us just stared at each other across the table.

"Are you...?"

"You too?"

"We regressed?"

And just like that, you could see three girls crying their eyes out over college cafeteria food.