I was experiencing a splitting headache. I opened my eyes and looked around at my familiar home. It wasn't the street where I'd been beaten and cursed at, nor the damp, filthy prison I'd been scorned in. It was my home!"Simone, you're such a good person. If it weren't for you, I would've been beaten to death by Luke."That familiar fake voice rang out. I turned around to look, and there was Tricia Tate, standing in front of me with tears in her eyes. It was only then that I realized I had been reborn.I was back to the very day my so-called best friend Tricia came to me crying after being abused, begging me to take her in. I had foolishly agreed to let her stay at my place."Simone, your house is so spacious. A high-rise unit like this must be worth a few million, right?"Before I could respond, she was already inside, her eyes greedily scanning every corner of the place.Just then, my husband, Jayden Lowe, came home from work.The moment she saw him, Tricia quickly fixed her
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