Chapter 1

She was violated by her stepbrother, and the unbearable weight of it led her to self-harm until there wasn’t an inch of her body left untouched.

She said, as long as I send her stepbrother to accompany her in the afterlife, she would allow me to continue using her body.

When I saw her stepfather, I decided to send them both to the afterlife to be with her.

It felt like someone was holding me underwater, my lungs running out of air, leaving me unable to breathe.

A man's soft, low voice echoed in my ears, "Chloe Watson, you better recognize who your master is."

Suddenly, I was yanked up by the collar, pulled out of the bathtub, fresh oxygen flooding my chest as I gasped for air. Water cascaded over my head, blurring my vision.

I wiped my face and saw the one who had grabbed me: a boy with narrow, shadowed eyes and a tense jawline.

He snickered. “Chloe Watson, are you trying to drown yourself?”

Who’s Chloe Watson? I’m Olivia Dawner.

I tried to speak, but my throat was so dry I couldn’t make a sound.

The boy gave me a disgusted look and tossed me back into the tub.

I glanced around. I was supposed to be on a plane, not in some bathroom I’d never seen before.

I looked in the mirror at the person staring back at me—pale skin, dark circles under the eyes from what seemed like chronic lack of sleep.

After a few moments, I couldn’t stand the sight anymore. My clothes were stuck to my body, and I wanted to change into something dry.

But when I took off my clothes, I froze in shock.

This body was covered in bruises and thin scars running up and down the arms. The poor girl must have been in so much mental anguish to do this to herself. As I changed into clean clothes, I began to realize—I had reincarnated, and now I was in someone else’s body.

Stepping out of the bathroom, I scanned the room. Girls like this, so sensitive, must keep a diary of their inner turmoil.

I started searching for it when suddenly, a voice from behind said, “It’s in the second drawer on the left, the one with the embossed cover.”

“Oh, thanks,” I responded instinctively, then immediately felt something was off. My spine stiffened, and I turned toward the voice.