Realisation!!!

The day I died… It wasn’t an accident.

It was a plan—my family’s plan.

Yes, I was reborn after a tragic death—one that wasn’t an accident but a cold betrayal. Both my foster and biological families tortured me in ways no one should ever have to bear. And just when I thought death was the end, God must’ve taken pity on me and given me a second chance.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself seven years in the past—on the day my biological family found out I was alive. They were supposed to take me from my foster home within a week.

At first, I thought it was just a strange dream. But reality hit me hard when I saw a shadow slide into my room that night.

Yes, it was real. It was all happening again.

But I wasn't that innocent little girl anymore. I knew everything that was going to happen. And this time, I wasn’t going to be a victim. Not again.

Just as a hand tried to cover my mouth, I grabbed it. I twisted it sharply—exactly as I had learned in my past life. Taekwondo, karate, judo, martial arts... I had trained obsessively, trying to protect myself from a world that never gave me protection.

People used to call me talentless. I was desperate for skills—fighting, coding, weapon handling, art—anything that could make them finally acknowledge me.

But no matter what I did… No one ever helped me. No one ever saved me.

They left me to bleed, to die—because they believed someone like me wasn’t even worth saving. To them, I was nothing. Less than trash. An extra mistake that shouldn’t have been born.

Even my biological family didn’t want me. But because news spread that I was their “long-lost daughter,” they had no choice but to take me in. All to protect their so-called reputation.

“What a happy reunion,” they pretended. “We missed you so much.” Lies.

As I twisted the intruder’s hand, he yelped. He tried to fight back, but I dodged and pinned both his arms behind his back. I sat on him, refusing to let go.

“Leave me, b*tch! Or else I’ll—” “Or else you’ll what, Andy?” I hissed. “Tell them you came into my room? At 2 a.m.?”

He growled. “They won’t believe you.” I smirked. “Oh really? Let’s test that.”

“Let me go, b*tch! Or you won’t sleep peacefully again!” I laughed bitterly. “When did I ever sleep peacefully, you bastard?”

And right on cue—he screamed.

I sighed. Now the real show begins.

The entire family gathered outside my room, eyes wide with shock. They looked at me like I was a monster—like I was the villain eating their precious son alive. But I didn't care all I cared about was to just kill the bastard under me but...

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