Reborn to Expose My Traitorous Best Friend

In my past life, during the military academy’s physical exam, my childhood best friend reported me for color blindness—just so my spot could go to an impoverished girl.

"She has it worse than you, Nina. She needs this way out more than you do."

Those were his exact words back then.

My dreams were shattered, my health deteriorated, and I died in a cramped studio apartment in the dead of winter at twenty-eight.

Before I took my last breath, I sent him one final text: *Did you know about that bottle of water?*

He never replied.