Chapter 3

I rested for a week before submitting my resignation.

Ryan worked at the same company, but his position was lower than mine. Everyone said it was *his* good fortune to be with *me*.

Even after I quit, he had the nerve to text me, trying to make me stay.

My colleagues were confused why I’d ‘abandoned’ him and quit.

That shameless man even pretended to outsiders that we were still together.

He was just after my considerable salary, nothing more.

I explained the situation in the company WhatsApp group, screenshotted it, sent it to Tiffany, and then blocked them both.

Anyway, when the apocalypse came, with their level of shamelessness, they were bound to come looking for me.

When Mom got home, she told Aunt Patricia that Tiffany was a homewrecker.

Aunt Patricia and Tiffany were truly mother and daughter; not only did she not think her daughter had a problem, she even mocked me for not being able to keep my boyfriend in line.

Mom was so furious she severed all ties with them.

My parents initially didn't understand my decision to quit, but fortunately, I had ample savings, so they let me do as I pleased.

I got the keys to the fallout shelter from them and started hoarding supplies.

I hired people to replace the doors and windows with bulletproof ones, and I fenced off the surrounding area with an iron fence.

The weather gradually turned cold. I spent my days in the fallout shelter, and the neighbors gossiped about me in private.

"Hey, that Rowan girl, she used to be so nice. Why's she suddenly locked herself in that old fallout shelter?"

"Forget about it, you wouldn't know. I heard her boyfriend and her cousin got together! She hit her head and forgot everything!"

"She probably went crazy from the shock, didn't she?"

"Don't bother worrying about me. Just buy more warm clothes! It’s getting colder." I walked past them, carrying a massive down comforter.

In my last life, when Tiffany and Ryan chained me up, these same ladies had secretly brought me food.

I hoped they would listen to my words; consider it my repayment.

The neighbors exchanged glances.

"You know, she's right. The weather really is getting weirder and weirder!"