I had been unconscious in the hospital for three whole days.When I opened my eyes, my phone screen

I had been unconscious in the hospital for three whole days. When I opened my eyes, my phone screen was still glowing, stuck on the pinned chat on SnapChat. Three days ago, I had bombarded him with voice messages. My final text had been completely hysterical: [Julian, if you dare go to Mandy’s press conference today, I’ll crash my car into the guardrail!] Ten minutes later, he had replied with three chilling words: [Suit yourself.] I pressed my fingers against my throbbing temples, my mind a complete blank. Julian? Mandy? Why on earth would I crash my car into a guardrail? My memories were clearly stuck back when I was twenty years old. That night, I had just finished an indie rock gig and was in our dorm mocking girls who lost their minds and wanted to die over some guy. Yet the phone in my hand, and the year displayed on the screen, coldly reminded me that time had jumped six years into the future. Desperate to figure out what had happened over these six years, I swiped open the screen to check my camera roll, but a breaking news notification popped up: [Sterling Group Invests $50M in Rising Musician Mandy Evans; Mrs. Sterling Hospitalized After Car Crash Suspected of Jealous Fit] In the article’s photo, Julian Sterling—the senior from college I used to harbor a crush on—stood tall beneath flashing cameras. Looking sharp in a tailored suit, he was handing a microphone to a teary-eyed young woman.#revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama #revenge #redditstories #redditreadings