Rebirth Rules: No More Toxic BFF, No More Lottery IOUs
"What do you know, huh? Bitch, what exactly do you know? That ticket is mine to begin with!"
Her crazed look scared the guests around us, and everyone stepped back in alarm.
It was then that I finally understood—Beatrice, too, had been reborn.
In our previous lives, she'd handed me the ticket, saying, "I bought a lottery ticket specifically for you. Keep it safe, okay?"
She stuffed the ticket into my hand, adding, "They say it's the thought that counts. This gift is precisely how I show that I care. Oh, and my due date is six months away. As my baby's future godmother, you should prepare a proper gift, got it?"
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