At the party, my boyfriend Jason Miller’s childhood best friend, Lily Carter, shoved me straight into the pool. She smirked. “Jason cares about me the most. He’ll save me first.” And just like that, he did. Again. When I came to, something felt… off. The mirror confirmed it—I wasn’t me anymore. I was Jason. Jason always told me Lily was sweet and innocent, and that I was overreacting. Bullshit. She’d been messing with me from day one, playing her little games, always making sure I was the one left looking petty. Well, now it was his turn to see her for who she really was. The first thing I saw when I came to was Lily Carter’s face hovering over me, panic written all over it. Her expression lit up as she threw herself into my arms, tears shimmering in her eyes. “Oh my god, you’re awake! You scared the hell out of me—you just went under all of a sudden! “What would I do if something happened to you?” My whole body tensed. What the hell was she up to this time? I shoved her away, frowning. Just moments ago, she had deliberately dragged me to the edge of the pool and pulled me in with her. She said she wanted to prove who Jason Miller cared about the most. No surprise—he chose her again. “What do you want now?” The second I spoke, I realized something was wrong. My voice—it wasn’t mine. And then, I noticed something even more terrifying. The body I was in… was Jason’s. Meanwhile, my own body lay motionless not far away. That’s when it hit me—when Jason had jumped in to save Lily, his leg had cramped up, and he’d blacked out too. “Cough, cough.” A familiar voice rasped from the other side. Jason—now trapped in my body—had finally come to. His eyes widened as the realization sank in. We had swapped bodies. He stared at me, completely stunned, lips parted as if trying to say something. Lily, assuming he was about to defend me, took the chance to play the victim first. “Jason, don’t be mad at Jo. I know she’s upset with me, and maybe she just lost her temper for a moment. “Please, don’t fight because of me. I don’t mind taking the blame.” Before her words even settled, a few of our so-called friends chimed in. “This can’t just slide. Jo has to apologize!” “Yeah, or we won’t let this go.” “If you’re really our brothers, make her apologize to Lily!” Jason shot me a look, sharp and full of disappointment, like I was some reckless troublemaker he had to clean up after. Before I could even get a word in, he had already decided I was in the wrong. With a guilty expression, he turned to Lily. “I’m sorry, Lily. This is my fault. It won’t happen again.” For a split second, something flickered in her eyes—surprise. Because normally, I would have stubbornly refused, insisting I had done nothing wrong. Then we’d have a blowout argument, the night would crash and burn, and she’d slink right in—playing the sweet, understanding friend, wrapping him around her little finger. She must have felt something was off, but it didn’t stop her from putting on her usual act. “Since it’s Jason asking, I’ll let it slide this time.” With that, she reached out, pretending to help me inside. I instinctively pushed her away—only to catch Jason’s sharp glare. That was a silent warning—didn’t pick a fight with Lily again. I let out a quiet sigh, allowing her to lean in close, pressing her whole body against mine like she always did. As we walked away, she glanced over her shoulder at Jason. He froze. I didn’t even need to look to know why. Because every time she successfully stirred the pot, she would flash me that smug, taunting smile—like a twisted trophy. Jason had never seen that side of her before. But now? He couldn’t unsee it.
On the drive back, Jason Miller was fuming, his voice cold and accusing. “Jo Summers, are you happy now? If you hadn’t pushed Lily, we wouldn’t be in this mess! “How many times do I have to tell you? Lily is my sister. When will you stop being so damn unreasonable?” It didn’t matter what had just happened. One look from Lily, and I was still the villain in his eyes. “She pushed me first,” I said, my voice quiet. It wasn’t the first time I’d tried to defend myself. And it wouldn’t be the last time no one believed me. Jason let out a sharp, mocking laugh. “Enough. Haven’t you lied enough already? “You’ll say anything to make her look bad, won’t you? “Lily and I grew up together. She’s kind, innocent—there’s no way she’d ever do something like that.” Just like every other time before this, he chose to believe her without hesitation. And once again, I was the one being unreasonable. A dull ache settled in my chest. I didn’t even feel like arguing anymore. The first time I met Lily, I knew she wasn’t as harmless as she pretended to be. The day she returned from abroad, we went to pick her up at the airport. The second she saw Jason, she flung herself into his arms like a butterfly, spinning in circles. “Jason, I missed you so much! Did you miss me?” She practically purred the words before leaning in and planting a kiss on his cheek. Jason’s ears turned red, and his gaze softened, filled with indulgence. “Come on, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Jo Summers.” That was when she finally seemed to notice me. The smile on her face faltered slightly as her gaze swept over me from head to toe. That look—cold, assessing—made my skin crawl. Like she was evaluating an object. A moment later, she smiled again, but something flickered in her eyes—something condescending. “Thank you, Jo, for taking care of Jason while I was gone.” I should’ve known. At the time, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about the way she said it. That was the moment she decided she didn’t like me. Not long after we got home, Lily texted Jason again. Apparently, the pool party wasn’t wild enough for her, so now they were hitting up a bar. I told him to make up an excuse and turn it down. Given our current situation, it wasn’t exactly the best time to be hanging around them. But Jason, as always, folded—because when Lily Carter pouted and batted her lashes, saying no simply wasn’t an option. He texted back, agreeing to go. I sighed. Fine. I’d go, make an appearance, and leave as soon as I could. But Jason wasn’t having it. “You’re in my body right now. I can’t let you put Lily in an awkward spot or hurt her feelings.” I let out a dry laugh. This was actually happening. My boyfriend was more worried about another woman’s feelings than mine. At the bar, everyone seemed surprised to see Jason—well, me—show up. Lily wasted no time. She hooked her arm through mine, batting her lashes as she looked at Jason. “Jo, are you at a bar? Didn’t think this was your scene. Or are you just here to spy on Jason? “Come on, do you really think we’d do anything behind your back? We’re all Jason’s closest friends. Can’t you trust us?” Jason blinked, caught off guard by the accusation. For once, he had no idea what to say. He looked at me, confused. I stayed calm. “Jo just came by coincidence. That’s all.” Hearing me stand up for Jason, a flicker of displeasure flashed in Lily’s eyes. As soon as we sat down, a few drinks in, someone suggested a game. I was never good at these, and, unsurprisingly, I lost. My punishment was a dare. One of the guys smirked, “Kiss the girl to your left.” My left was Lily. She let out a soft gasp, tilting her head coyly. “Oh, come on. Jo’s watching. We don’t want a repeat of last time, do we?” Then she sighed dramatically, flashing an apologetic smile to the group. “I mean, I get it—some people just aren’t built for this kind of game.” A couple of them laughed. Jason said nothing. I froze. The first time I went to a bar with them. The first time I watched her pull this same damn move. She had lost a game back then too. Had to kiss someone. Plenty of single guys were there. But she hadn’t even looked at them. Instead, she turned straight to Jason—her so-called best friend. And the worst part? He hadn’t pushed her away. They had kissed. A full three minutes. Slow, deep, lingering. By the time they finally pulled apart, their breathing was heavy, lips swollen. And me? I was right there. Watching. When we got home, I snapped. Told him he had no sense of boundaries, and that this wasn’t okay. Jason had just scoffed, “Jo, seriously? It was just a game. Grow up. “Lily is like a sister to me. If I actually liked her, do you think you’d even be here?” I had trembled with anger, but the worst part was—I couldn’t find the words to fight back. After that night, I never stepped foot in a place like this again.
I wanted to refuse. But before I could speak, Jason cut in. “It’s just a game. Just say yes. I don’t mind.” The room fell silent for a second. People exchanged looks, visibly taken aback. Even Lily hesitated for a moment, suspicion flickering in her eyes. Then, someone broke the silence. “Whoa, Jo’s actually being chill about this? What are we waiting for? Kiss! Kiss!” The crowd quickly jumped in, clapping and chanting. Jason shot me a look, silently telling me to go through with it. I met Lily’s expectant gaze, and all I could think about was every little thing she had done to me over the years. And suddenly, I couldn’t do it. “I’m not feeling great. I’m heading out. You guys have fun—I’ll catch you later.” I didn’t bother waiting for a response. Just turned and walked out. Behind me, voices murmured in hushed tones. “He doesn’t look sick at all. If anything, he looked like he was disgusted by Lily.” “Shut up, Jason and Lily are close. He literally spoils her.” “Yeah, but he has a girlfriend. Maybe this time, they pushed it too far?” Lily’s expression darkened as she watched him walk away. For the first time, Jason hadn’t played along with her little game. The first time he had ever left her hanging. I waited in the car for a while before Jason finally came out. His expression was dark, brows furrowed in frustration. “Jo, what the hell did you do to Lily? Why would she say something like that to me?” I gripped the steering wheel, pulling out of the parking lot before responding. “What did she say?” He hesitated, like he was struggling to find the right words. “She was upset that you embarrassed her back there, so I tried to smooth things over.” “And?” I prompted. His fingers curled into fists. “She told me not to feel too good about myself tonight… that I’d regret it sooner or later.” I had a slow smirk. Exactly what I expected. “I’ve never seen her so…” He trailed off, looking uncomfortable before finally forcing out the word. “Harsh.” Then, just as quickly, he shook his head. “You must’ve done something to provoke her. “Jo, why do you always have to pick on her? She’s just a girl, for god’s sake.” His voice was full of exasperation, like he was sick of my so-called jealousy. Like I was some bitter villain making life hell for his poor, innocent childhood best friend. Meanwhile, the real villain? She was sitting back, waiting for him to come running. I had no interest in arguing. He wasn’t going to believe me anyway. “Think whatever you want.” Jason blinked, surprised by my indifference. After a beat, he exhaled sharply. “For now, just try to get along with Lily, okay? I’ll talk to her too.” I barely held back an eye-roll. Yeah. Sure. As if that had ever worked. Jason was the CEO of the company, and I was his secretary. Usually, we worked in the same office, so it wasn’t strange for him—well, me—to be sitting there. At least, until Lily strolled in. She barely spared me a glance before her gaze locked onto Jason, still in my body, sitting behind his desk. For a split second, something dark flickered in her expression. Then she tilted her head and smirked, “Jo, seriously? Sitting in the CEO’s chair? A mere secretary acting like she runs the place? “If word got out, wouldn’t that make Jason look bad?” Jason froze, clearly taken aback. After an awkward second, he got up from the seat. I leaned back, unfazed. “Relax, there’s no one else here. I told him to sit there.” Lily blinked, lips pressing together in displeasure. But she didn’t argue. Instead, her eyes gleamed with something else—something calculating. Then she turned to him, smiling sweetly. “Jo, could you get me a cup of coffee? Thanks.” She always did this. Every time she dropped by, she’d treat me like some personal errand-runner. If it wasn’t coffee, it was making me stand in line for two hours at some trendy bakery to get her stupid desserts. And every time I refused, she’d pout at Jason, and he’d immediately tell me to do it. “Jo, you’re my girlfriend, and Lily’s like my little sister. That means she’s your sister too—so what’s the big deal about helping her out?” That’s what he’d always say. But today? Today, Jo was Jason. So, of course, he got up and eagerly went to make her coffee. Lily reached out to take the cup, but just as her fingers brushed the mug, a flicker of mischief danced in her eyes. And I knew. She was about to pull some shit. Sure enough, the next second, the coffee spilled all over her pristine white dress. Lily let out a gasp. “Oh my god! It’s boiling hot!” Jason panicked, fumbling to help her. “Shit, sorry! Let me—” She slapped his hand away. “Jo, seriously? I only asked for coffee. Did you really have to dump it on me?” Jason froze. “I didn’t! You were taking it, and I—” Lily’s eyes turned red-rimmed, her voice thick with unshed tears. “Jason, I know Jo doesn’t like me, but this is just too much.” She turned to me, expecting me to do what I always did—snap at Jason, make a scene. And Jason just sat there, completely stunned—like his entire worldview had just taken a hit. Instead, I leaned back and asked him calmly, “Are you going to apologize?” Jason looked at me, utterly lost. “But… I didn’t even do it.” Lily sniffled, throwing herself into my arms—his arms—with a pout. “Jason, it’s okay. If Jo won’t admit it, I’ll just let it go. Please stop arguing because of me.” Jason hesitated, then sighed, “I’m sorry. It was my fault.” Lily’s brows furrowed slightly, eyes flicking toward him in suspicion. She had expected a fight. Instead, Jo had immediately taken the blame. I smoothly pulled away, keeping my tone casual. “Well, since he already apologized, let’s just drop it. “I have work to do, so you can head out now.” Lily bit her lip, clearly annoyed that her little plan hadn’t worked. Still, she had no choice but to leave. But before she walked out, she shot Jason a sharp glare, as if something wasn’t adding up. Jason slumped into the chair, rubbing his temples. His tone sounded a bit wronged. “I swear, I didn’t pour that coffee on her.” I smirked, “I know.” His expression flickered. “Has Lily… done this before?” I nodded. More than once. His jaw tightened. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?” I met his gaze, completely unfazed. “I did. You just didn’t believe me.” Every time Lily framed me, he would only stand by her side and believe her unconditionally. Jason stiffened. Guilt flickered in his eyes. “She’s just… she’s always been a little childish. She doesn’t mean any harm.” I said nothing. He would always have an excuse for her. Even now. But I didn’t care about it anymore. After a long pause, he muttered, “Once we switch back, this won’t happen again.” I just shrugged. What I didn’t tell him… was that after we switched back, there wouldn’t be an “us” anymore. On the day we swapped bodies, I had intended to break up with him.
Lily had been reaching out to Jason more and more lately. Luckily, we had been drowning in work for the company’s biggest project. Jason was too busy to leave the office, which meant he wasn’t forcing me to see her. Finally, after weeks of exhausting work, we wrapped up the final stages. It was past midnight when we got home. Both of us collapsed onto the couch, completely drained. Not long after, Jason clutched his stomach, groaning in pain. A sharp instinct flared inside me. I thought back to the past few weeks—he hadn’t been eating properly, running on caffeine and sheer willpower. Especially today. The only thing he’d consumed was coffee. I knew my body. An empty stomach and stress were the perfect triggers for gastritis. Jason broke into a sweat, his face pale as a sheet, his body curled up in agony. “What… what’s happening to me?” he rasped. “Gastritis.” I let out a quiet sigh, heading to the drawer for medicine. Empty. Right. I had finished the last dose. “We need to get you to a hospital. This prescription isn’t over-the-counter.” I helped him up, preparing to leave, when his phone rang. It was Lily. I pressed the speakerphone, and her panicked voice spilled through the line. “Jason! It’s Momo—she’s been so weak these past two days. I think she’s sick.” As she kept talking, her voice started to tremble, and soon, she was sniffing through the phone. “I’m really scared. Can you come home and take us to the vet?” I turned to Jason. I already knew what would happen next. Whenever Lily cried, no matter the situation, Jason would drop everything. Just like that time. That time when I was the one in pain. That time when I had begged him to take me to the hospital. Lily had called then, too. She was crying, saying her dog was about to give birth. Jason hadn’t hesitated. “Shh, don’t cry. You know I can’t stand it when you cry. I’ll be right there.” I had grabbed his sleeve, my body trembling from the pain, tears spilling down my face as I pleaded. “Please, just take me to the hospital first.” But he had yanked his arm away, his voice sharp with irritation. “Stop being so dramatic. It’ll pass. “Momo’s our dog. She’s giving birth for the first time. I’m her dad—I can’t miss this.” And then he had left without looking back. I had barely managed to call an ambulance myself, hands shaking. Hours later, while I was lying in a hospital bed with an IV drip in my arm, Jason had been celebrating. He had posted a picture online—he and Lily was cuddling the newborn puppies. The caption read: [Officially dog parents! So happy!] After five years with Jason Miller. That was the moment I had finally, completely, given up on him. Now, Lily’s sniffles echoed through the speaker. “Jason? Did you hear me? I need you. I’m scared.” Jason swayed, his body barely holding up. His lips trembled as he tried to form words. “Do you… do you think I should go?” I tilted my head, watching him. “You tell me.” He hesitated. For once, he hesitated. Then, gritting his teeth, he gasped, “Take me to the hospital. I… I can’t take this.” A slow smirk showed on my face. I turned to the phone. “Jo’s sick. I’m taking him to the hospital. “Take Momo to the vet yourself.” “But Jason, Momo—” I hung up before she could finish. Jason was already collapsing against me. I had planned to let him suffer a little. Just enough for him to understand what I had gone through. But this was still my body. I wasn’t about to mess around. I rushed him to the hospital, got his prescription, and brought him home. As he rested, I went to the kitchen to make something light. I was stirring a pot of porridge when the door swung open. It was Lily. She blinked in surprise. “Jason? You’re cooking?” She laughed. “You hate cooking.” I kept my voice calm. “Jo’s sick. She doesn’t have much of an appetite. Takeout isn’t great for digestion, so I’m making porridge.” It was an excuse, but she didn’t need to know that. Her gaze flickered toward the steaming bowl, something dark flashing in her eyes. Jealousy. But when she looked back at me, her expression softened into something fragile and sweet. She stepped closer, looping her arm around mine. “Jason, let’s go check on Momo together. She’s still not eating, and she needs her dad. She needs her family.” I swallowed down the nausea crawling up my throat and smoothly slipped my arm free. “She’s sick. Take her to a vet. I’m not a doctor.” I snapped the lid onto the container, my tone flat. “I need to bring Jo her food.” I didn’t turn back as I walked out. But I could feel the anger rolling off her in waves. At the hospital, Jason had recovered enough to sit up. He looked at me, confused. “Since when was your gastritis this bad?” I packed away the containers, my voice steady. “It’s always been this bad.” His brows furrowed. “Really?” Of course, he wouldn’t know. The condition had started when I used to accompany him to business events, drinking on an empty stomach, and pushing past my limits. The first time I had collapsed in pain, Jason had held me close, eyes red-rimmed as he swore, “Jo, I’ll never let you suffer like this again. I’ll take care of you.” So I had stopped complaining. I swallowed the pain and bore it alone. Until that time. Until he had left me for a dog. Until he had walked away like I was nothing. Jason’s face shifted, as if something had finally clicked. “So… when you said you were sick before… you weren’t faking it?” I shot him a dry look. His expression faltered, guilt creeping in. “I thought you were just jealous of Lily. That you were trying to stop me from going to her.” I didn’t respond. Didn’t even look at him. I simply stood, brushing invisible dust off my clothes. “Get some rest.” As I reached the door, his voice stopped me. “I’m sorry.” I didn’t turn around. And I didn’t answer.
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