Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn to Uncover the Truth: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

Today was the first day we could submit our college applications.Our school advisor stood at the front of the computer lab and slapped the desk to emphasize each word. "Set your own initial password and college applications. Log in and submit them yourselves. Nobody touches anyone else's account!"Every year, students made mistakes with their applications, so this year, the school had specifically called us all back and arranged for everyone to submit their applications on campus.In my previous life, this was where I revealed my login password and set off the tragedy that would ultimately destroy my life.The thought sent a cold sweat down my back.I opened the website and immediately turned sideways, using the oversized sleeve of my jacket to block the screen completely."Naomi, why are you hiding it so carefully?" A voice suddenly came from beside me, and my hand jerked.The cursor slipped away from where I'd intended to click."Seriously? You're acting like you're guarding

I stared at Daniel's face. He didn't look like he was lying.However, the name of that vocational college was clearly displayed on the computer screen.I let out a cold laugh. "You expect me to believe you?"He grabbed my arm, panic creeping into his voice. "We grew up together. No matter how stupid I might be, I would never do something that cruel to you!"I yanked my arm free and slammed my palm against the table. "Then why does the system say it's a vocational college?!"Daniel opened his mouth, his face growing paler by the second."That can't be... It can't be..." he muttered, then suddenly seemed to remember something.He hurriedly pulled out his phone and searched through it.A few seconds later, he thrust the screen in front of me.It showed a screenshot of his chat with Megan.My college application page was visible in the screenshot. Under my first choice, it clearly read: [Caldwell University. Last modified at 11:06 p.m.]The system had shown the last modification

Blood streamed down my forehead, but I smiled. "I know who changed my college application."My mother cried even harder.My father stepped forward and tried to pull me away. "Stop talking nonsense. Let's get you to the hospital and have that wound bandaged first...""Dad." I looked him straight in the eyes and enunciated every word. "The person who changed my application was you."His hand froze in midair.The entire interview room fell silent. Even the faint sound of breathing became clearly audible."Naomi, you hit your head. What are you talking about?" My father raised his voice. "All that nonsense you were saying about a previous life and a car accident? You must've imagined it after hitting your head! Come to the hospital with me first!""Then how do you explain this?" I cut him off. "The IP address was traced to our house. The police checked it. The most recent change to my application was made from our home."My mother suddenly looked up and stared at my father through

I looked at my father. "You knew I'd come to the police station, so you immediately went in and changed Lintdon back, erasing every trace. You know how to code."Did you really think I wouldn't recognize the software installed on the computer in your study? You used to lock yourself in there until midnight. I thought you were working overtime. Now that I think about it, you were practicing how to ruin your own daughter's life without leaving a trace."My father's pupils suddenly contracted. I knew I was right."You knew the police wouldn't believe me. You thought everyone would assume I'd gone crazy from the pressure and started hallucinating." I let out a small laugh. "You calculated everything perfectly. Just now, even I almost believed I was crazy."No one said a word.The officers nearby looked grim. The younger one kept a hand on his radio, while the older officer rapidly scribbled notes in his notebook.My mother suddenly lifted her head from my arms. Tears blurred her eyes

My father was formally arrested and charged with tampering with a student's SAT college preferences.The last time I saw Megan was when I returned to the police station to give a supplementary statement.She sat in a chair in the hallway. She wasn't crying or making a scene. She simply stared at the floor, almost lifeless.She had lost a lot of weight. Her cheekbones protruded, and her chin looked sharp enough to have been carved with a knife.When I approached, she looked up at me.Her face bore some resemblance to mine, but she looked so haggard that she seemed to have aged ten years."You won," she said."This wasn't a competition," I replied.She smiled faintly. "You know, I've known about you since I was little. My mom always told me about the daughter in your dad's family who had everything."Your dad bought you the best school supplies, took you to science museums, and went to your parent-teacher meetings. She told me I had to surpass you, be better than you, and crush