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

Because of what happened in my last life, I stayed on edge the entire time.

Sure enough, just before we reached the next stop, something happened to Dulcie.

She collapsed onto the floor and started crying out in pain, making it sound far worse than it seemed at first.

The train attendants all rushed over, but she kept calling my name.

“Haley! Haley! Help me! My baby!”

I stayed up on my berth and raised my voice. “Dulcie, since when were you pregnant?

“How did I not know?”

The older woman who had switched berths with me let out a cold snort. “If she knew she was pregnant, why was she climbing up and down like that?

“Well, now look what happened.”

Even though Dulcie had tried to set me up, the pain she was in now was clearly real.

She cried out at the top of her lungs, “Haley, hurry up and get down here!

“It hurts! It hurts so bad!”

The moment she said that, blood started seeping through her pants.

A lot of people backed away as soon as they saw it. The train attendants looked panicked too, shouting into their radios for help.

Only when the moment felt right did I slowly climb down from my berth.

“Dulcie, how are you miscarrying?

“When did you get pregnant? How did I not know?”

By then, she was drenched in sweat from the pain and could not say a word.

This time, without my help, Dulcie passed out cold.

Five minutes later, the train pulled into the station, and nurses and a doctor came aboard and carried her off.

Before I got off the train, I stopped the older woman.

“Ma’am, I need a favor.”

She looked at me in confusion. “What kind of favor?

“Just tell me. I’ll help if I can.”

I scratched my head awkwardly. “It’s like this.

“My friend just had a miscarriage, and you saw what happened.

“I honestly had no idea she was pregnant.”

She still looked puzzled. “And?”

I rubbed my hands together. “I want to ask you to come to the hospital with me and be my witness.”

“A witness?”

“To prove her miscarriage had nothing to do with me.”

The older woman gave an awkward laugh. “Come on, that can’t be necessary. You’re her friend. You didn’t even know she was pregnant.

“They can’t pin this on you.”

I gave a bitter smile and shook my head.

“Ma’am, if you come with me, I’ll give you four hundred dollars afterward.

“Would that be okay?”

The second she heard there was money involved, her eyes lit up.

She grabbed her luggage and got ready to get off the train with me.

“It’s not about the money. I just want to help clear your name.”

I quietly let out a breath, and my whole body finally relaxed a little.

We got off the train together and followed the ambulance to the hospital.

On the way there, I notified Wallace.

By the time the procedure was over, Dulcie was already awake.

Her lips were pale, and the look in her eyes made it seem like she wanted to kill me right then and there.

“Dulcie, how are you feeling?

“Are you okay?

“When did you get pregnant? How did I not know?”

But Dulcie had no intention of responding to me. She waved her hand impatiently.

“Can you leave?”

The older woman happened to see that and spat toward the hospital room.

“Sweetheart, don’t waste your time on someone like that.

“And this is supposed to be your friend?”

I kept up my weak, pitiful act, my eyes brimming with tears.

“She just lost her baby. I understand.”