Chapter 1The Graveyard Switch

The first thing I did after I was reborn was secretly move my parents’ graves. Then, I replaced their ashes with the remains of a stray dog.

Not only that, but I also poured manure all over the grave site.

I did this because in my past life, my ex-boyfriend’s childhood best friend said she wanted to join him in paying respects to my parents.

But ever since that day, my luck had been cursed.

Meanwhile, his best friend’s life soared—she snagged a job offer from a top tech company and even won a multi-million dollar lottery.

Before long, I fell ill and died.

As a ghost, I hovered around my boyfriend and heard his best friend giggling to him:

“Thanks to your dead girlfriend, I managed to switch fates with her! She had no idea how good her destiny was. Now that I’ve taken her luck, everything she had is mine!”

Hearing their conversation, I was consumed by a desire to kill them both. Then, I opened my eyes and found myself back on the very day that she suggested visiting my parents’ grave.

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“Chloe, so these are your mom and dad’s headstones?”

Lilly was looking at me, her eyes full of curiosity. I nodded: “Yeah, they are. My parents are resting right here.”

A gleam sparked in Lilly’s eyes when she heard that. She bowed to my parents’ headstones.

“Chloe, should I burn some prayer money for them too?”

“I want to show my deepest respects!” Lilly asked with a sweet smile.

In my last life, I was touched by her gesture.

But in this life, I knew exactly what her “burning” was about—it was about stealing my luck and fortune.

This time, I coldly refused: “Thanks, Lilly, but I’ll do it myself. It’s more meaningful if I do it for my own parents.”

Lilly immediately turned to my boyfriend, a look of hurt painted on her face.

“Jason, I was just trying to be thoughtful! I didn’t mean anything bad by it!”

“Chloe, Lilly is being nice. Why would you refuse her?”

Jason looked at me, instantly siding with her.

I scoffed internally as I watched the pair.

“Fine, if you want to burn something, go ahead.” I said flatly.

As soon as I finished, Lilly shot a knowing look at Jason.

Jason looked at me and suggested: “Chloe, let’s go buy a bouquet of fresh flowers for your parents’ graves.”

Last time, Jason used this exact excuse to get me away from the site. When we came back, Lilly was done with her ritual.

I even asked her what she had burned.

She seemed flustered, but I didn’t think much of it.

Not until after I died did I realize Lilly had literally stolen the good fortune emanating from my parents' resting place.

This time, I wasn’t going to stop her.

After all, the remains buried there weren't my parents'.

I had already relocated their actual graves back to my hometown.

My parents’ blessings would only follow me.

As I walked away with Jason, I glanced back and saw Lilly pulling out a stack of yellow paper from her bag. On it, she had written her date of birth and name in what looked like her own blood.

I just smiled, pretending I hadn’t seen anything, and kept walking with Jason.

When Jason and I returned with the flowers, Lilly was finished.

She even took the bouquet from my hands, smiling as she said, “Chloe, I even asked your mom and dad to look out for you!”

I offered a slight, non-committal smile and didn’t say anything more.

Right then, I looked at the smug, victorious expression on Lilly’s face and just chuckled softly to myself.