When I opened my eyes again, the scene before me made me freeze for a moment.I saw Mia Rivers holding a pair of scissors, cutting a long slit into a pink princess dress.

She raised an eyebrow, looking at me with a smug expression.

"Mom is just outside. Dear Sis, have you thought of how you're going to explain this?"

It was then that I realized—I had been reborn.

Reborn on Mia Rivers' 20th birthday.

The very day I was labeled a bully, causing my family to hate me, my colleagues and friends to distance themselves.

Seeing me standing there dumbfounded, Mia laughed even more recklessly.

"Don't bother thinking about it. A wild child from the countryside like you—do you really think Mom would believe you over me?"

The humiliation and resentment from my past life surged within me.

In this life, I will never endure it quietly or sit back and wait for my fate. All the wrongs and injustices—I'll return them tenfold.

I rushed over, snatching the scissors from Mia Rivers' hand, and cut more slits into her pink dress.

Each cut was filled with my hatred for Mia Rivers, the one who started it all.

Mia Rivers stared at me with wide, disbelieving eyes.

"Sia Rivers, have you gone mad?"

I struggled to breathe, lifting the scissors and pointing them at her with a cold tone.

"Do you think ruining a dress is bullying?

"Silly sister, watch closely—this is—"

Amidst Mia Rivers' scream, I plunged the scissors deeply into my own arm.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and she, terrified, covered her mouth and retreated, collapsing onto the sofa.

"You... you..."

I was pale with pain, sweating profusely.

"Sis, I was wrong. I just wanted to help you iron the dress. I accidentally soiled it, and you hitting me is only fair. I won't blame you..."

The door had somehow been pushed open, and my mom and older brother heard every word clearly.

Mom rushed over in a panic, her eyes slightly red, her hands trembling in the air, afraid to touch my arm.

"What's going on? Quick, call an ambulance!"

My lips trembled slightly as I supported Mom's arm, gently shaking my head.

"No need, Mom. It's just a minor injury. I once fell into a ravine while chopping wood and broke my arm, but I didn't go to the hospital."

Mom couldn't hold back any longer and embraced me, crying uncontrollably.

Mia Rivers, who had always been adored and pampered, found this scene completely contrary to her plans and was naturally displeased.

She delicately pushed Mom away from me and then began to cry theatrically.

"Mom, you've been deceived by her. She hurt herself, I didn't touch her at all."

Saying this, she stood up and displayed the dress to everyone, looking aggrieved.

"Look, she's the one who ruined the dress!"

I kept my head down, tears welling up in my eyes, struggling to hold them back.

"Yes, it was my own mistake. Mom, don't blame my sister. She's different from me; she's been pampered all her life and hasn't suffered. Don't blame her..."

My words were vague, and my older brother, who had just finished making a call, came over and pulled Mia Rivers away, scolding her with a stern face.

"Throwing a tantrum is one thing, but how dare you hurt someone? How long has she been back? She's unfamiliar with everything here. Can't you just leave her alone?"

Mia Rivers, unable to argue, was flushed red with anger. In her frustration, she lashed out and really tried to hit me.

"You're framing me!"