My roommate Sophia Johnson found a cheap plastic surgery clinic online for her crush Christopher Harrington, planning to get cosmetic surgery during the break. I was worried it was an illegal medical facility and patiently tried to talk her out of it. Later, Sophia took my advice and gave up her plastic surgery plan. But when school started again, Christopher actually confessed to me. Sophia blamed me for deliberately stopping her from getting surgery so I could steal her crush. She got the other roommates to gang up on me, and later when we were arguing on the rooftop, she accidentally pushed me off the building. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn, back to the day Sophia was planning to get plastic surgery. ***** When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on my dorm bed. I was reborn! Sophia was shaking my arm, holding her phone in front of me. “Amelia, do you think I should get plastic surgery? Christopher said he only cares about looks. This clinic has a student discount – minor procedures for just $500.” Seeing me still in a daze, Sophia got anxious. “I’m talking to you. Don’t you consider me a friend at all?” Her words sent a chill down my spine. In my past life, I cared about her too much as a friend. She said she wanted to get plastic surgery during summer break because Christopher liked beautiful women. But her family wasn’t well-off and couldn’t afford surgery at a proper hospital, so she found a cheap clinic online. I thought it seemed sketchy and spent the whole night trying to talk her out of it. I told her that doctors at these small clinics might not have licenses, and that someone who truly loved her would accept all of her. I urged her to focus on reading and improving her abilities instead. Finally, Sophia was convinced by me and chose to spend the summer reading and enriching herself. But right after the new semester started, Christopher confessed to me. Even though I rejected him, she was still convinced that I deliberately stopped her from getting surgery to steal Christopher away. So she got the other roommates to bully me together, not only locking me out but also spreading rumors about me. Later, when I couldn’t take it anymore and we were arguing on the rooftop, she pushed me off the building. Thinking about this, the hatred in my heart couldn’t be suppressed. I looked at the anxious Sophia and said calmly, “Of course I consider you a friend. This clinic looks pretty good – if you want to go, you should try it.” Sophia frowned at me. “Amelia, didn’t you always oppose me getting plastic surgery before? Why are you suddenly supporting me?” I said calmly, “I was too narrow-minded before. Since you want to become beautiful, I shouldn’t oppose it. All guys like pretty girls.” Sophia’s expression became determined. “You’re right. I’ll make an appointment right now and get the surgery as soon as break starts.” Watching the excited Sophia, I sneered coldly. If I remembered correctly, that shady clinic would have problems soon. The doctors there didn’t have licenses and used inferior drugs. Plus, not long after the clinic opened, the doctor fled because of a medical malpractice incident. I was really looking forward to seeing the results of her plastic surgery.
The holidays were approaching fast, so I quickly packed my bags and headed home. In my past life, after I died, my parents’ mental health deteriorated from overwhelming grief. So this time, I was determined to spend quality time with them. No one in this world would ever love me more than my parents. I’d only been home for a week when Sophia called. Her voice sounded frantic: “Amelia, can you lend me some money? The doctor said if I get chin surgery, I’ll definitely become a total knockout. But I don’t have enough cash. Could you spot me some? I’ll pay you back as soon as I get money.” Sophia was always spending my money. She used to constantly ask me to grab her food, never paying me back. I considered her a friend, so I didn’t mind these little things. But I never realized she didn’t see me as a friend at all. I deliberately put on a troubled expression and said, “Sophia, I don’t have any money either. My mom’s even talking about making me get a job to pay for tuition. How about you pay me back what you already owe me first?” The moment I asked for my money back, Sophia got defensive: “I only had you grab food for me a few times. You’re being so petty. And here I thought we were friends!” I patiently replied, “I only got you food because I thought we were friends too. Now that I’m broke, you should pay me back.” Sophia got irritated and hung up on me. If she wouldn’t even pay back this small amount, there was no way I’d lend her more money. Soon after, Sophia posted on Instagram: [Now I can see who my real friends are. Anyone who won’t help me now shouldn’t expect my help later.] My other roommate Megan Smith replied: [From now on, us three will be the real friends.] Another roommate commented: [Exactly, we’re the true friends here.] I knew they were taking shots at me. So I posted my own update: [Maybe pay back what you already owe before asking for more loans.] Three minutes later, Sophia deleted her post. After a few more days at home, I couldn’t sit still anymore. I’d always wanted to apply for graduate school, but in my past life, I never got the chance before Sophia got me killed. This time, I was determined to make my dream come true. When my parents learned about my plans, they were completely supportive and told me to focus on studying. While I was studying, Sophia’s social media went quiet for a long time. Just before the semester started, she began posting photos like crazy on Instagram—fancy restaurant meals one day, beach vacation shots the next. Anyone who knew Sophia could tell she’d gotten plastic surgery. She’d had her eyes done and gotten chin fillers. I figured she’d been recovering from the procedures during her silence. Tons of people were gushing in the comments: [How did Sophia get so gorgeous?] [Where did Sophia go this time? She’s such a beauty.] Even Christopher, surprisingly, liked her photos. Sophia was over the moon, playing coy in her replies: [Maybe it’s because I stayed home for a month and got a tan.] I snorted. Judging by these photos, her spending during this period must have been astronomical. I knew Sophia’s family situation well. Her parents were ordinary people with another kid to support—they couldn’t possibly fund this kind of lifestyle. I had no idea where her money was coming from, and frankly, I didn’t care. But I knew she’d eventually pay the price for her actions.
School was starting soon. I was packing my things in the dorm when Sophia came back. She had changed dramatically since I’d last seen her. She wore a mini skirt and high heels, and even had sunglasses on indoors. Seeing me stare at her, Sophia disdainfully removed her sunglasses. Under the lights, the traces of her plastic surgery were still obvious—no wonder she kept the sunglasses on even inside. “What are you looking at? You think just because you wouldn’t lend me money, I had no other options? Amelia, don’t be so full of yourself.” I said helplessly, “Since you’re so wealthy now, how about paying back what you owe me first? I’m broke, remember.” Megan stepped in front of Sophia and said, “Amelia, it’s just a little money. Aren’t you embarrassed asking for it every day?” I replied, “Why don’t you pay it back for her then? Since you’re such good friends, that small amount shouldn’t matter to you, right?” Megan fell silent. Sophia said irritably, “You’re really petty. Fine, I’ll give you the money right now, and after this we’re done with each other.” She handed me $200. After getting my money back, I didn’t want to deal with her anymore. I decided to apply for a room change with the housing office in a couple of days. Sophia started trying on clothes in front of the mirror, constantly asking Megan for her opinion. Megan teased, “Why are you dressing up so pretty tonight? Going on a date?” Sophia deliberately raised her voice, speaking toward me, “Yeah, Christopher asked me to dinner. He even made reservations at my favorite sushi place. Which outfit do you think I should wear?” Christopher was Sophia’s longtime crush—from a wealthy family, but he only liked beautiful women. Sophia had gotten plastic surgery specifically for him. Megan said excitedly, “Oh my God! Christopher asked you out? You have to seize this opportunity! You’ll be rich after this!” Sophia said smugly, “Once I become his girlfriend, his family’s money will be mine. I’ll get you some cushy job where you collect a paycheck without working. And if he has other rich friends, I’ll introduce you to them too. People who cross me never end up well.” I looked up and said, “Remember to keep your sunglasses on during the date—don’t want to scare Christopher.” Just as Sophia was about to explode, her phone rang. She immediately answered sweetly, “Okay, I’ll be right down.” After hanging up, she glared at me viciously. “Amelia, don’t think you’re so great just because you have money! Once Christopher and I are together, I’ll make sure you can’t stay here anymore!” With that, Sophia stormed out. Watching her leave, I could only find it amusing. Christopher was a playboy who would never marry Sophia. I’d always known this and had tried to warn Sophia in my previous life. Even when Christopher had confessed to me, I’d clearly rejected him. I knew he’d never change his ways. But Sophia thought I was deliberately trying to stop her from getting surgery so I could seduce Christopher myself. Now she’d gotten her wish and was dating Christopher, but I’d seen her face without the sunglasses. Her wounds had healed poorly. The clinic that had done her surgery had already shut down. I wondered: “Would Christopher, who’s always cared so much about appearances, continue pursuing her once he sees that face?”
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