ManyWriters

On the eve of the graduation exhibition, my boyfriend swapped my graduation project with his childhood sweetheart's.
After I discovered it, I ignored his pleas and switched back to my original work.
Later, my graduation project caused a sensation at the exhibition. I became an overnight success, not only winning the academy's gold award but also having my piece acquired for millions of dollars.
But just as I was about to use the money to pay off my boyfriend's father's gambling debts, his childhood sweetheart jumped from her apartment building.
My boyfriend flew into a rage and smashed my artwork.
"Sera, are you so vain that you just had to compete with Delilah! If it weren't for you, how could she have ended up in the ICU!"
The words had barely left his lips when, without a moment's hesitation, he dragged me off to have 1000 milliliters of my blood drawn for his childhood sweetheart.
Already anemic, I didn't survive. I died on the operating table.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day Julian was about to swap my graduation project with Delilah's.

The Paintings Reveals All Truths

I couldn’t dodge in time, the blade aimed straight for my heart.


Suddenly, someone lunged in front of me.


"Why! Why, Julian! Why would you save her?"


His face twisted in agony, he gasped out weakly, "Sera… don’t… don’t be angry with me… I… I was wrong."


But the memories of my past life, the excruciating pain of being drained of blood until I was numb, still haunted me.


Even if Julian had died shielding me, my heart remained completely unmoved.


He’d only done it because he saw Delilah was no longer reliable and wanted to crawl back to me, his dependable safety net.


After all, he still had a gambling-addict father at home whose debts someone needed to cover.


If it weren’t for what happened in my past life, I might have actually been moved to tears.


But I had already died once, and Julian himself had been the one to kill me.


Chapter 9