- 4.
I lost my job. Beaumont had me blacklisted
from every hospital.
Amy’s triumphant gaze told me I couldn’t win.
I clenched my fists. She didn’t know I’d been
reborn. This time, I wouldn’t let her get away
with it.
At home, Mom smashed my Lego collection.
“I thought you were good, but you slandered
your sister!”
“Get out! This house doesn’t want you!”
Amy sat on the couch, eating strawberries.
I smiled.
“Fine. I’m leaving.”
Away from here, Amy couldn’t find me.
The next day, I packed a few things and left.
Amy followed me downstairs and pulled me
aside.
She shoved some money into my hand.
“Sister, I was wrong yesterday. Please forgive
me.”
“Please… do the surgery again.”
She still wanted the hymen repair.
I was about to refuse, but an idea struck me.
“Okay, I’ll help you.‘
Her eyes lit up.
“But tell me about your boyfriends. Give me
their contact information. Your condition was
severe; I need to ask about STIs.”
Amy hesitated. “Fine. But you have to do a
good job.”
I took Amy to my new clinic and performed
the procedure.
She was pleased, texting Beaumont: “Alex,
I’m still a virgin! Girls like me are rare! You
need to be good to me!”
In my past life, after her first surgery, she’d
come back soon after, still menstruating. I
was shocked and warned her. She dismissed
- me.
I should have minded my own business.
My phone rang. It was Mom.
“Amy’s getting married. You have to go. Your
gift shouldn’t be less than $1,000.”
The same thing happened in my past life.
I didn’t refuse. This time, they wouldn’t get
away with it. Amy would seek out other men;
she had a sex addiction. Beaumont wouldn’t
be enough.
