Synopsis:

In my previous life, it all started with a broken comb. My roommate, Paris Clarkson, snapped mine and then tried to make up for it by giving me a replacement—a wooden one, delicately carved with patterns. That same night, our dorm caught fire. The flames started right at my bed. I was the one who got blamed. The school gave me a formal warning, a black mark on my record. By the fifth day, my world started to crumble. My mom called, her voice shaking as she told me the news: our family was bankrupt. I sold everything I could—jewelry, bags, clothes—but no matter how hard I tried, it wasn't enough to stop the bleeding. On the tenth day, I woke up barely able to breathe. My body was ravaged by a sudden illness that left me on the edge of death. As I lay there, gasping for air, Paris stood over me, her eyes full of contempt. "Why did you get to be born rich?" She held up a black card, smirking. "But now, it's all mine." When I opened my eyes again, I was back to that day—the day Paris broke my comb.

Catalogue:

• Chapter 1
• Chapter 2
• Chapter 3
• Chapter 4
• Chapter 5
• Chapter 6
• Chapter 7
• Chapter 8
• Chapter 9