PROLOGUE

You've never thought that love will be the one to end your life. Never would imagine of falling for someone who wasn't even yours in the first place. Each time you'll die, you'll go back to the same plot over and over again just in different settings. It's like a broken record. It repeats itself over and over again. Everytime you reincarnated, you'll always find ways thought, "when will this ever end?" but you never really got an answer.

In the present time, you are a normal high school girl who was almost graduating from school. This time, you were twins but still the youngest. The man you fell in love was currently the boyfriend of your older twin. Looking at the calendar it was Nov 08,2020, the day you'll die. it's always been like that. You sighed and got ready for school. "Elizabeth! hurry up! Damon is waiting for me at the school gates!" your sister Elisa shouted. you grumbled and rushed down the stairs. she glared at you and you just rolled your eyes.

"what is it this time? will I die because of a traffic accident? with poison? or be stabbed?" you grumbled as you got out the door. You would look from left to right as you walk down the streets, check the red light or green light before crossing. It was peaceful so far, no sign of accidents. Just as you thought everything was fine, a gang fight was happening and shots have been fired. Your sister pushed you away and saved herself. 'talk about fucking selfish' you thought as you were supposed to run away.

You being the lucky one, just had to get hit by the bullet in the stomach. The people around you were shouting and some calling for the police and ambulance. Some bystanders yelled at you to keep your eyes open and don't lose consciousness but to your dismay, your eyelids felt very heavy. It was a given you'll die anyway. there's no big deal since you've done this a lot of time. As your eyes slowly shut, Your dying thoughts were "fuck me."

Not long after, you woke up to an unfamiliar bed with a dull pain on your stomach. You looked at your hands and they were small. Your eyes widened as you got off the bed and looked at the mirror. You saw a child that was probably around 4 years old looking back at you. She has black hair and bluish eyes. looking around, this wasn't the era you usually wake up at. This time it's new for you and you thought that maybe this time is gonna be the last.

You took a deep breathe and looked at the mirror again. This time you were determined to survive no matter what. My name is Elizabeth De Luca and this is the story of my life.