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Seven Floors Down, Seven Years Back

After jumping from the seventh floor on her wedding day, the protagonist witnesses her family and fiancé, Magnus Gilmore, react with indifference and relief rather than grief. They focus entirely on comforting a fake heiress while her body lies broken. Stunned by their coldness, she suddenly wakes up seven years in the past on the day she first returned home. Now, she must navigate a web of lies and billionaire power plays to reclaim her life and uncover the truth.
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Chapter 4

Rosa made everything worse by stirring the pot from the shadows. She encouraged others to torment me and even had a guy to pursue me.

When I was swept up in the fantasy of love, she leaked our private messages and videos on the school forum.

Before I knew it, I became the laughingstock of the whole school, and the Jaggers' name was dragged through the dirt because of me.

Dad trembled with rage and struck me, sending me crashing to the ground. "I was a fool for letting you attend such a prestigious school. You've only brought disgrace to the Jaggers!"

His pride was everything, and I'd torn it apart. Even now, he was only concerned with how this would affect his image.

Rosa could make him look good, but me?

"I only want to go to Lucentdale High School," I said resolutely. "Please, let me make my own decision."

Mom tried to talk me out of it, but Dad stepped in. "Enough. Cora's made her choice, and we shouldn't push her."

I almost burst into laughter, but I swallowed it back, and it slowly gave way to a miserable feeling.

With that, my time at Lucentdale High School began. It was the farthest school from home, and after half a month of classes, I suggested the idea of staying at school.

The entire family froze at the dinner table.

Magnus frowned at me. "Living at school? Cora, are you trying to distance yourself from us? You've been home for a month and still can't get used to it?"

How could I possibly get used to it? In my previous life, I suffered until the very end but never got used to it.

"Living at school would make studying easier," I replied calmly.

Magnus narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything.

Mom took my hand in hers. "Is something bothering you, Cora? You've seemed so distant with us."

Yeah, that was exactly what I was hoping for—out of sight, out of mind.

"It's just to focus better on my studies," I explained again.

Tears welled up in Rosa's eyes. "You hate me, don't you, Cora? You don't have to stay at school. I'll move out and leave you in peace."

She got up, ready to leave. I couldn't help but smile at how eager she was to set her plan in motion.

Over the past month, she'd been doing everything possible to rile me up or smear my name. But I had remained completely unshaken. Finally, she'd found the perfect opportunity to play the victim.

Anyone with half a brain could see right through it. Mom and Dad, naturally, saw right through her act, but they still couldn't help coddling Rosa.

Magnus intervened. "Cut it out, Rosa. Sit down."

Sniffling, she quietly returned to her seat.

Dad quickly agreed to my request. "It's no big deal if Cora wants to live at school."

It really wasn't a big deal. After all, in my previous life, I'd ended up living in a rental unit near the school anyway.

Back then, Rosa was relentless with her taunts and traps. One day, I finally snapped. We fought in the stairwell, and she tumbled down, hitting her head and bleeding.

I thought I'd won until Mom and Dad arrived, and I realized I'd lost it all.

Mom cradled Rosa in her arms, crying as if her world had fallen apart.

Dad's temper flared, and he yanked me by the collar. "Have you lost your mind, Cora? What were you trying to do?"

Magnus was right there, too, and he struck me without a second thought. "Do you still think you're in the countryside? Who do you think you are, fighting like a shrew? Apologize to Rosa, now!"

Their rage crashed down on me all at once.

Terrified, I apologized, while Rosa began gathering her things, tears streaming down her face. She accused me of hating her and said she was leaving the house to me.

Mom and Dad were heartbroken and begged her to stay.

I stood there in a daze as everything unfolded before me.