Chapter 1

The hurricane was on its way, but my mom insisted on opening the windows to let some air in.

I told her it was dangerous and begged her not to.

Yet, in the middle of the night, while I was asleep, she secretly opened the balcony doors and windows.

In an instant, the glass doors shattered, and the hurricane stormed into the living room.

I was asleep on the couch when the wind picked me up half a meter into the air.

I begged my mom to pull me back.

But she, afraid I’d drag her down with me, kicked me away.

"Don’t blame your mom for being ruthless. Once you’re dead, your house and money will all belong to your brother!"

The hurricane swept me out of the 18th floor, and I died instantly when I hit the ground.

My mom turned to my dad and brother, cooking a pot of Maryland Blue Crabs to celebrate. She stubbornly muttered:

"If she had just agreed to open the windows earlier, none of this would’ve happened."

She and Dad took all my savings, gave my house to my brother as his new wedding home, and drained me of every last bit of value.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn.

Reborn three hours before the hurricane hit.

My mom was already on her way, dragging the family along with their luggage, heading to me.

"Sweetheart, come pick us up! The wind outside is crazy!"

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