Chapter 2
Chloe's POV
I looked at Ethan lying beside me, his hands restless, a strange flush on his cheeks, his eyes full of pain and struggle.
In my past life, I slept with him in a daze and became the one who killed my sister.
Yet day after day, I was seduced by his sweet words and fell in love with him.
But those sweet words were laced with poison. The moment he strangled me to death with his own hands, I finally came to my senses.
Fortunately, I was reborn.
This time I would go to school in New York and leave them forever.
I shook off his hand that had slipped inside my clothes, rolled out of bed, but felt dizzy and disoriented the instant my feet touched the floor.
I didn't dare think too much. I pulled open the bedroom door and ran to the hospital.
After various tests, the results showed there were certain drugs in my body.
When the doctor handed me the results, his expression was complicated.
My hand holding the test sheet trembled. I pulled out my phone to call my parents, only to find it had died and shut off.
Shock and fear left me dazed and distracted. I didn't even notice a familiar person walking quickly toward me.
An unexpected slap stunned me completely.
I staggered backward, covering my face as I looked at my mother glaring furiously at me.
"Mom, the doctor said..."
Before I could finish, Vivian spoke with red eyes.
"Chloe, I thought you were my most obedient and sensible sister. It's normal for someone your age to have a crush. You can tell me if you like Ethan. For your sake, I could step aside. But how could you do something like this?"
Her eyes were full of concern, every sentence supposedly for my benefit, yet her words made me uncomfortable.
I opened my mouth, about to hand over the test results, when Ethan, who had just finished his blood test, coldly interrupted.
"I'm not so depraved that I'd lay a hand on your sister."
One sentence completely condemned me.
The whole family looked at me with disgust and contempt.
Not a single person even bothered to ask why I had disappeared all night and shown up at the hospital.
In their eyes, there was only Vivian.
"How could I have given birth to such a shameless daughter?"
Mom twisted my ear, hurling one harsh word after another.
The words I once heard when I was bullied were now coming from my mother's mouth.
The man who once saved me watched coldly from the sidelines.
I gave a bitter smile and was driven out of the hospital.
I stood in the pouring rain, numbly walking home.
The chaotic scenes from my past life kept replaying in my mind, strengthening my resolve that I must go to New York.
This time, I must stay far away from them.