Runaways Hits

A gorgeous new lawyer named Charlotte Lowell joins our law firm and claims she has been reborn. One day, a publicly listed company offers us a massive ten-million-dollar case. Charlotte warns our boss, Levi Howard, that the company has major issues. If we accept the case, we'll lose in court and be hit with a huge payout. Levi isn't sure if she's bluffing, but in the end, he listens and passes. The next day, that very company collapses. And the rival firm that took the case is hit with a compensation claim worth tens of millions of dollars. To celebrate dodging the bullet, Levi asks me to book a restaurant. But Charlotte immediately tells him not to go to that restaurant because that place is about to have a gas explosion. Hours later, the restaurant blows up just as she mentioned. News of it hits the trending list. After those two incidents, Levi is all-in on believing Charlotte's claim of having been reborn. In order to keep Charlotte, he gives her the executive position that was initially promised to me. When I hand in my resignation, Charlotte urges Levi to stop me. "If Yelena jumps to another firm, she'll use the resources she gained here to crush us. A year from now, we won't even have a firm left." Upon hearing Charlotte's words, my boyfriend and colleague, Finley Smith, steps forward to back her up. "Charlotte's right. I saw a job offer from Vera Legal in Yelena's email. She's really petty. If she joins Vera Legal, we'll surely face her revenge." Levi believes them and rejects my resignation. I file for labor arbitration, but it's no use. In the end, I'm demoted to a janitor at the firm. Driven by resentment, I fall into depression and end up hanging myself at the entrance of the firm. When I open my eyes again, I've gone back to the day Charlotte claims she has been reborn.

Elsie. Track down an Author who suddenly went MIA and make a good story out of It. This was supposed to be my big way of getting a permanent position at the Barbara’s Editorial Board. In some ways, it was. Until it wasn’t. Hunter Graham isn’t who I envisioned him to be. He’s bitter and he resents me. When my car breaks down and a blizzard hits, I’m stranded. I have no choice. I have to stay with him. My plan is simple. Stay long enough for the snow to thaw and be on my way. But day after day, I find myself falling for him, even when I shouldn’t. He annoys me and gets on my nerves.I know he hates me. He doesn’t want me around him. I do want him to want me though. But we can’t always have what we want, can we? Hunter My life wasn’t so bad, till she came along. The nosy reporter. I shouldn’t have her around me, yet here she is. Believe me, I’ve had my fair share of bad experiences with people. I’ve learnt to trust no one. Especially her. Yet, no matter what I do, I find myself getting drawn to her, craving her. Despite my hostility towards her, she invades my thoughts, a haunting presence I can’t escape. I hate her. I really do. So why do I see her when I close my eyes and why do I feel her when she’s not even close?. I can’t possibly love her. I can’t possibly love anyone else. Not after what I’ve been through. Or can I? One thing is certain. Regardless of how I feel, we’re stuck with each other.

The day I win a brand-new BMW, I suddenly receive a call from myself, ten years in the future. "Kieran will ask to borrow your car in a bit. And whatever you do, do not lend it to him. He intends to use it to pay off his gambling debt." Even with such an impossibility happening to me, I do not doubt a thing. When Kieran asks for my keys, I shut him down at once. That very night, he drives his old beater car to visit our parents. Along the way, he loses control of the car and collides with another vehicle. Just like that, he slips into a coma. The guilt hit me so hard that I eventually pass out. Mom and Dad stay by my side day and night until I can stand on my own two feet again. But the future version of me sounds cold when she calls again. "They only want to push you onto an operating table. They want your heart to save him!" Growing suspicious, I check their bags and find a donor report. Rage burns through me. I immediately block them on all platforms and throw them out of my home. When news that Kieran dies from blood loss arrives, I learn that they only ever needed my blood—not my heart. I try to find them to tell them the truth and apologize for my mistake. But the mysterious phone rings again. "They hate you because Kieran died. If you go to them now, they will drag you into a suicide pact." I freeze at the revelation, then tell my future myself that I will wait until they calm down. Later, I learn that a thief breaks into their home and kills them. I try to rush over and see them one last time, but a truck hits me and kills me on the spot. I die without ever understanding why the version of me from ten years in the future wanted me dead. When I open my eyes again, I am back on the day I won the prize.