I had already lived 10 lives and everyone ended the same way, badly,quietly and with nobody noticing

I had already lived 10 lives and everyone ended the same way, badly, quietly and with nobody noticing until it was too late. So in my 11th life, I stopped fighting. At five, I was kidnapped. I lay down where they left me, held my breath and dusted myself with white lime for good measure. The kidnappers took one look at me, thought they'd killed me, and turned themselves in. When the police found me outside the morgue, I was lying on a gurney waving at the attendant. Did you hurry? I've got another reincarnation to catch. At 17, my birth parents finally found me on the drive back to the Ashford estate. I ignored the empty leather seat and climbed into the trunk instead. Mom cried through the gap. That poor child, what has she been through to think this is normal? It's fine, I said. This life is almost over anyway. The trunks actually pretty comfortable. Dad slammed a hand against the steering wheel. Stop saying things like that. Once you're home with the ashfords, the sky could fall and we'd hold it up for you. We barely made it to the second floor before their adopted daughter, Tessa, came charging toward me. I felt the floor shift beneath my feet and close my eyes. Fine, this would do. A crash sounded. I opened one eye. Tessa had missed me,#revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama #revenge #redditstories #redditreadings