My Mother Killed Me Three Times. Now It’s My Turn
Chapter 1
Just five minutes ago, I opened my eyes and welcomed my fourth life.
In my first life, when I was five, my mom claimed I stole money and accidentally pushed me off the balcony.
In my second life, when I was fifteen, she locked me in the attic to force me to give my prestigious early admission spot to my cousin. I starved to death.
In my third life, when I was seventeen, she cut my car’s brake lines the night before my driving test.
Now, I’m back, two months before my seventeenth birthday.
"Autumn, why aren't you eating?"
Mom sat beside me, glancing sideways at my dazed expression. Her eyes, brimming with what looked like care, were actually dissecting me.
"Is Mom's cooking not good? Or has my Autumn grown tired of it?"
On the table before me was the same lunch I'd had for seventeen years.
I looked up at the woman everyone called "the perfect mother."
I knew that in two months, I would face my fourth "perfect death."
But this time, the creator of this perfect plan would be different.