My Sweet Revenge: An Heiress's Reckoning

“My name is Gabrielle Fuller, and I died today. It wasn't an accident, or a tragic twist of fate. It was a cold-blooded murder, staged to look like a suicide by the two people I trusted most: my fiancé, Caleb, and the girl I called my little sister, Molly. The same Molly who "saved" me from a mugging just a week ago, charming her way into my life, setting the stage for their systematic destruction of everything I held dear. When I woke up this morning, gasping for breath in my Pacific Heights condo, the vivid memory of their hands on me, the icy shock of betrayal, was so visceral it made me sick. The date on my phone confirmed it: I was back. Back to the very day they started picking apart my life, piece by sickening piece. The girl who' d spent her first life unknowingly thanking her killers, showering them with gifts, had been a fool. But this time, when my phone buzzed with Molly' s syrupy voice, my veins ran with ice, not naivety. They thought they' d won. They thought I was a puppet. They had no idea I already held the strings.”