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After I Refused to Trade Beds with My Best Friend, I Was Strangled to Death

After following her boyfriend Shane's advice to keep her lower train berth, the protagonist is blamed for Dulcie Quinn’s tragic miscarriage. Despite her innocence, she is strangled to death by Wallace Lambert as Shane looks on. In the aftermath, her boyfriend and best friend end up together. However, death is not the end; she suddenly regresses to the moment before the trip began. Now, she must confront the lovers' betrayal and change her fate in this modern mystery story.
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Chapter 2

Just as I was about to explain, Shane spoke up too.

He looked at me with undisguised disgust. “Haley, I honestly never thought you were this kind of person.

“You told me more than once that you were jealous of Dulcie’s life.

“I thought you were just venting. I never imagined you could be this cruel.”

Wallace was beside himself with rage. He lunged at me and wrapped his hand around my throat.

“Do you have any idea how hard it was for us to get pregnant?

“You bitch. My baby is dead, so you can die too!”

He strangled me to death with his bare hands. After that, he was sent to prison.

Only after I died did I find out that Shane and Dulcie had been sleeping together all along.

With me dead and Wallace out of the picture, the two of them shamelessly moved in together.

The sharp pain in my hand snapped me fully awake.

I immediately walked over to the older woman across from me.

She was standing in the aisle, making things difficult for the train attendant.

“We paid the same price, so why do I get the upper berth?

“You people are bullying an old woman!

“I’m going to file a complaint!”

I walked over and gently tapped her on the shoulder. “Ma’am, I have a lower berth.

“You can take mine.”

As I spoke, I pointed to my berth.

She had still looked annoyed a second ago, but the moment she realized what I meant, her face lit up.

“Oh my, you’re such a kind girl!

“See? There are still good people in this world.

“Well then, I won’t say no.”

As if she were afraid I might change my mind, she quickly moved her luggage onto my berth.

The train attendant looked at me gratefully. “Thank you.”

I smiled. “Don’t mention it.”

Then I turned to the older woman. “I feel like we really hit it off. Why don’t we exchange contact info?”

“Sure, sweetheart. I like you too.”

After we exchanged numbers, I turned around and moved my things to the upper berth across from Dulcie.

I had just finished settling in when Dulcie came back, looking pleased with herself.

But the second she saw me across from her, the smile froze on her face.

“Haley? Weren’t we supposed to be in the upper and lower berths together?

“Why are you over there?”

I tilted my chin toward the older woman. “Oh, I saw she was having a hard time, so I switched with her.”

Though I didn’t see it, the look Dulcie shot me was full of resentment.

She stepped in front of the older woman’s berth. “Haley, everyone has their own assigned berth.

“How can you just switch whenever you feel like it?”

The moment those words left her mouth, the older woman got mad.

She gave Dulcie a shove. “Hey, what kind of attitude is that?

“She already agreed to switch with me. What are you making such a fuss for?

“This is between the two of us. What does it have to do with you?”

Then she gave Dulcie a disdainful once-over and clicked her tongue.

“Honestly, the difference between people is unbelievable.

“Some women aren’t pretty, and their hearts are just as ugly.”

Dulcie’s face turned bright red. “What did you say?”

But the older woman ignored her, turned over, and lay down on the berth.

I kept a straight face, but inside, I was thrilled.

After a long pause, Dulcie looked at me pitifully. “Haley, can we switch berths?”

I raised a brow. I was already in an upper berth, and she still hadn’t given up on trying to set me up.

This time, I refused her outright.

“They’re both upper berths. It would be a pain to switch back and forth.

“Let’s just leave it. I’m going to sleep. I’ve been working overtime at the office these past few days, and I’m exhausted.”

With that, I quickly turned over to face the wall.

Even though Dulcie was clearly upset that she had failed to get me to switch, she couldn’t keep pushing it.

She sat on the little bench in the hallway for a while, then finally climbed into bed in a huff.