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A burning sensation spread through my throat the moment I swallowed everything, making me cough. A wave of dizziness instantly struck me, making me lose consciousness. As I drifted in my unconscious state, I seemed to hear someone speaking. "It's finally over! Now hurry up and bury her!" "I've finally swapped fates with her after playing pretend for so long!" Wayne's voice rang out, sounding delighted. I wanted to open my eyes but found that my eyelids felt as heavy as stones. "Are you sure this is alright, Grandma?" Wayne asked again. "Of course. When have I ever lied to you? Ariel's fate has been swapped with yours, so you're going to be greatly blessed and lucky from now on. Once we bury

They can actually do that. I raised my eyes in horror. "Sage, no…" I was cut off by her. "So I've been thinking." She stepped closer and I could see dark circles under her eyes. "You're drowning in your perfect life. I'm drowning in my disaster. What if we switched?" Sage said. I stared at her in shock. "What?" "Switch lives for one semester. You take my place at Lincoln High, live with Dad. Be messy, be free, be whoever you want. I'll take your place here at Ashford, keep your grades up and play the perfect daughter."

I finally asked. "Why not tonight? Let's just rip the bandaid off, get it over with, and hope we can move on with our lives. Otherwise the rest of the trip is guaranteed to be awkward and unpleasant." NIGHT 4: The Swap So that's how I found myself, no more than four hours later, lying on a cot, getting ready to spend the night with one of my wife's best friends. It was surreal. We had deliberately waited until everyone else in the camp had retired to their cots, not wanting to draw attention to the partner swap that was about to occur. There was no cloud cover, so it wasn't quite as dark as the night before. The stars were out, at least those that weren't blocked by the towering canyon walls

"That agreement's a load of crap! Nat's the one we've doted on since we were kids, Mom. Who do these maids think they are, laying their hands on her?" Natalie, the fake heiress, immediately wrapped her arms around Ethan's leg. "Eth, I thought Nev was a little angel. And little angels can fly. Eth, don't be mad at Mom. If you really want to blame someone, blame me for being a silly baby!" I felt so disgusted that I almost threw up the milk I had just drunk. [She's 18 years old, and she dares to call herself a baby in front of me, an actual baby? Is she missing a brainstem, or did a zombie chew it off?]

It was my 22nd birthday party and my engagement party with Conrad. Maybe God wanted to give me a second chance; in the blink of an eye, I was reborn. Not only was I alive, but I was back at the age of 22. This year, Harmon International was thriving, and my father had made it into the top ten on the Forbes list. This year, Conrad and I were still not engaged. "Of course, she's having a headache," someone behind me chimed in with a tone of malicious glee. "Yesterday, Conrad admitted in front of the media that the little secretary is his girlfriend."

Anger and disgust were apparent on my face. "You don't understand, do you? I told you that our bonding ceremony is canceled, and we're no longer affiliated with each other! If there's something wrong with your comprehension, you should schedule a visit with a healer! "I admit that while I did want to get someone to pretend to form a bond with, I ended up meeting my fated mate! He's a lot better than you, that's for sure! "I'm slowly falling in love with him. Not to mention, I've already formed a mate bond with him! As for you, Vincent Sawyer… You and I are no longer together!"

My professor told me they had given it to someone named Poppy Hart instead. Furious, I rushed home to confront Poppy. However, I stopped when I heard her and Mom talking. "I swapped your exam scores for you and got you a stable job, too. You'll coast through life now. That makes me feel so much better." Poppy nestled against Mom, grinning. "Mom, you're amazing. I love you so much. Will the last swap be for Elisa's husband?" Mom shook her head. "Of course not. I'll find you a good husband myself. The last swap needs to be saved for emergencies, so you'll have a backup plan when you're in labor or if something terrible happens."

I had no other choice but to call Gemma for help, but she and Leon had been busy celebrating the hundreds of millions of dollars in dividends they were about to receive. In the end, I had been beaten to death in the dead of winter. Right before I lost consciousness, I had heard a cold, robotic voice. "Dalton Brown has lost all vital signs. Removing target from the exchange system…" The agony of the steel pipes shattering my bones had still been coursing through my body, and my whole body had gone cold. In this life, I was determined to figure out exactly how Leon had swapped everything with me! I swore I would never let history repeat itself!

I woke with a start. The room around me was familiar, yet the searing pain from the fire still lingered in my mind. But strangely, my body bore no wounds at all. Before I could fully collect my thoughts, a knock sounded at the door, followed by my aunt's voice. Listening in on the conversation between my mother and aunt, I realized with startling clarity: I had been reborn. In my previous life, at this exact moment, my aunt and an old man from the island country of Zandumore were planning to move overseas. Before leaving, my aunt came to bid our family farewell.

"I choose the storage space system this time!" That was the first thing I heard when I woke up. The hurried voice of my sister, Christina Lawson. My body should be screaming in pain, but it was not. It was then, realization struck me. I was reborn. In my previous life, my sister and I unlocked our own systems. The setting? The nation decades ago. My parents had spoiled my sister rotten since she was young. She picked the best cheat, the learning system. Eventually, she married the village's most famous intellectual and had a bright future ahead of her.