My Sister Left Me to Die: Reborn for Revenge

I died on the operating table.

My only sister, Chloe, was kneeling on the cold floor, sobbing and begging the doctors to save me. But she didn't have any money.

In a fit of desperation, Chloe declared she would sell our late parents house.

But her boyfriend, Joel, stepped forward to stop her.

Chloe! We agreed to sell that house to fund my startup! What about my company?

Chloe hesitated, torn between her dying sister and her boyfriends future. Seeing her struggle, I made the choice for herI let go of my final breath and died.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact day we were preparing to sell the house.

This time, I would never let that scumbag boyfriend get his hands on our parents legacy.

But later, I found out...

The one who had stolen my life-saving money wasn't the boyfriend at all. It was Chloe herself, who had planned every single detail from the very beginning!

"Elena, Joel says his company is just $500,000 short of its final funding round. Once that money is in, well get huge dividends by the end of the year."

"I swear, Ill pay you back the very second we get our return."

Chloe held my hand, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice dripping with desperation.

I stared at her, feeling dazed as I looked around the familiar living room.

Wait. Didn't I die in the hospital from a severe post-accident infection because I couldn't afford the surgery?

That sudden car crash had left me with severe internal bleeding. I needed immediate, expensive surgery.

But the medical bills totaled half a million dollars. And all the money I had saved over years of hard work had been handed over to Chloe just weeks prior.

While lying on that hospital bed, I could hear Chloe crying hysterically outside the ICU.

She claimed she had sold our parents' house and invested every penny into Joels startup. But Joel turned out to be a scammer who took the cash and vanished.

She wept, saying she was sorry, saying she was the one who killed me.

Looking at Chloethe little sister I had pampered and protected since she was a babyI couldn't bring myself to blame her.

My only fear before dying was leaving her all alone in this world to be bullied.

In the end, swallowed by endless regret and worry, I took my last breath.

Yet now... not only was I alive and well, but our house hadn't even been sold yet.

And Chloe still had that same innocent, naive look on her face from two years ago.

"Elena? Elena? What are you thinking about?"

Seeing my silence, Chloe anxiously shook my arm.

"Elena, you can't just turn your back on Joel. This money is life or death for him."

"We promised each other that as soon as his company goes public, well get married."

Selling the house. The investment. The marriage.

My mind cleared instantly. This was two years ago, the exact day Chloe begged me to sell our parents house to support Joels startup.

So... I was reborn? I was back before the tragedy even started?

"Elena, say something." Chloes lips curved into a pout when she noticed my cold expression.

"Do you... not trust Joel?"

I suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.

Thank God. It wasn't too late.

God had given me a second chance to see through that scumbag's lies.

This time, I would protect Chloe no matter what.

"Elena? What's wrong with you?"

Chloe was taken aback by my sudden hug, her hands freezing in mid-air.

I let her go and shook my head. "Nothing. I just think... investing everything our parents left us is too risky."

"If the business fails, we won't even have a place to live."

Chloe leaned against my shoulder, whining like a spoiled child. "I have you, Elena. I'm not scared."

"Besides, Joel is so talented. Theres no way hell fail."

I nodded, keeping my voice gentle. "I know."

"But people change. For your own future, we have to be smart about this."

The moment those words left my mouth, the smile on Chloe's face vanished. "Elena, what is that supposed to mean?"

"Joel isn't some stranger. He's going to be family!"

"Chloe, listen to me," I said, holding her hand firmly.

"We can't rush into this investment. Lets observe Joel a little longer, okay?"

Just as I finished speaking, Chloe reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She snapped.

She yanked her hand away, her eyes flashing red with anger. "Observe? What is there to observe? We've been together for three years!"

"Elena, is this because our parents died early and you're still single? Are you just jealous that I'm happy?"

I stared at her in utter shock. I couldn't believe these venomous words were coming from the sweet, gentle sister I thought I knew.

"Chloe, do you even hear yourself right now?"

"Did I say something wrong?" She threw her chin up, tears trembling in her eyes.

"Joel and I genuinely love each other. Now that he's struggling, he needs my support."

"You're just stingy about that $500,000. To you, money is more important than my happiness!"

"I never thought you'd think of me that way," I said, my heart aching.

"Did Joel put these ideas in your head? Hes trying to drive a wedge between us!"

Chloe froze for a second, then became even more hysterical. "What he said was right! You have the money, but you refuse to help us. You're just selfish!"

"If you hate seeing me happy so much, I might as well just die!"

With that, she spun around and made a wild dash toward the open balcony, threatening to jump.

Terrified, I ran and grabbed her, my heart hammering against my ribs.

"Are you insane?! Threatening to kill yourself over this? Is this how you repay our dead parents?"

"You don't love me anyway! What's the point of living?" Chloe thrashed in my arms, screaming at the top of her lungs.

"I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world to have a sister who loved me. But it was all a lie."

Looking at her dramatic breakdown, my heart felt like it was being shredded.

Just to calm her down, I had to play along. I feigned defeat.

"Okay, okay! I'll do it! I promise you, well sell the house. I'll give you the money, alright?"

The moment the promise left my lips, Chloes crying stopped instantly.

She lifted her tear-stained face, squinting to make sure I was serious. "Elena, really? You actually agree?"

I gave a weary nod. "When have I ever lied to you?"

She instantly beamed, throwing her arms around me.

"I knew you loved me the most! I'm going to call Joel right now and tell him the good news!"

Watching her skip happily back to her bedroom, my heart turned to ice.

With a sister so utterly blinded by "love," if I didn't keep my guard up, shed get us both ruined and thank the devil for it.

My eyes darkened. I changed my clothes and immediately headed out.

In my past life, I had never dealt with Joel directly.

Everything I knew about him came from Chloes mouth.

She told me he was from a poor family but was incredibly brilliant and ambitious.

Because I loved Chloe, I loved him by extension and never doubted a single word.

But now that I thought about it, maybe I had been wrong from the very beginning.

I drove straight to Joels office. He was in a meeting, so I waited for him at the reception desk.

"Elena?"

When Joel saw me, the shock on his face was genuine, mixed with a visible layer of awkwardness and anxiety.

It seemed he never expected me to show up at his workplace.

I sneered inwardly but kept my face perfectly neutral. "I'm here about the $500,000 Chloe mentioned."

The moment the words left my mouth, Joels face went completely pale.

He rubbed his hands together nervously, stammering, "Elena... please don't be mad. This... this is all a misunderstanding on Chloe's part."

"A misunderstanding?" I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue.

"I... I do need some short-term capital, but only $200,000 is enough," he explained rapidly, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"I told Chloe I would find a way myself, even if it meant selling my own parents' cottage."

"But she insisted I shouldn't. She said if I sold it, where would my parents live?"

"She said... she said you had already set aside $500,000 for her wedding fund anyway, and that we should just use that first."

"She said you really believed in me and thought Id make it big, so this money would be your angel investment in my future."

Joels voice grew quieter and quieter, his face flushed with embarrassment. "I know its not right, but Chloe was so certain about it."

"She said you spoiled her, and whatever she wanted, youd give her."

"She even said... you raised her like your own daughter, so this $500,000 was practically hers anyway."

I froze.

$200,000? A wedding fund?

His version of the story was the exact opposite of what Chloe had told me.

Looking at Joel's red, embarrassed face and the sheer sincerity in his eyes, a ridiculous and terrifying suspicion began to form in my mind.

In my last life, if he had really stolen the money, why would he let Chloe drag his name through the dirt without a fight?

And if he hadn't stolen the money... where did the cash from the house sale actually go?

When I left Joel's office, my mind was a chaotic mess.

As soon as I got home, I walked toward Chloes room.

The door was slightly cracked. From inside, I heard her hushed but clearly triumphant voice.

"Don't worry, babe, the cash will hit my account tomorrow."

"Elena folded the second I threatened to hurt myself."

She was on the phone, her tone incredibly flirty. But I knew for a fact she wasn't talking to Joel.

She continued, "Joel is such an idiot. He actually thinks I'm head over heels for him. He only asked for $200,000 like a coward."

"I demanded $500,000 from Elena, told Joel she was giving it to us as a gift, so hed treat me like a queen."

"When the wire goes through, $200,000 goes to his company, and the other $300,000 is ours."

"Once the cash is in hand, Ill buy that sports car you wanted."

"Joel? He's just a stepping stone."

"Elena? She's just a human ATM."

"Shes single and lonely anyway. If she doesn't spend her money on me, what is she going to do with it? Take it to her grave?"

"Besides, half of that house belonged to me anyway."

"I'm just taking whats mine a little early."

I couldn't hear the voice on the other end, but Chloes giggling sounded like a poisoned blade tearing through my chest.

I had never imagined that Chloethe girl I cherished more than my own lifewas calculating against me like this.

To her, family was a bargaining chip. Her lover was a stepping stone.

And I was nothing but a brainless ATM.

I recalled my past life, lying on that freezing hospital bed, watching my life slip away.

Chloe had cried by my bedside, sobbing about how she had been scammed and left with nothing.

At the time, I only felt pity for her, worrying about her safety even in my final moments.

Now, I wondered: how much of those tears were real, and how much was pure acting?

I didn't storm in to confront her. Instead, I quietly retreated back to my own room.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe. But at the same time, a cold wash of clarity settled over me.

Perfect. Since you love playing a part, Chloe, Ill gladly play along.

Let's see who gets the last laugh when the curtain falls on this little drama.