Blurb：
Tessa was betrayed. Pushed from a balcony by her own grandfather, Albert, while her parents Richard and Sandra watched and her brother Micah filmed. Her crime? Protecting Albert from an online scammer named Kandi. But fate has given Tessa a second chance. Reincarnated back to the moment Albert demands a $30,000 loan, Tessa has a new strategy. Instead of being the family's sacrificial lamb, she will become their sword. In this thrilling tale of revenge and rebirth, Tessa must outmaneuver her toxic family and the manipulative Kandi. Will she succeed in her quest for vengeance, or will history repeat itself? Dive into this gripping story of betrayal, second chances, and a woman's fight to reclaim her life.Content：
§PROLOGUEThe wind was a blade against my cheeks.
Below, the city lights of Columbus blurred into a glittering smear, a galaxy of indifferent stars.
I remember the rough texture of the balcony railing biting into my palms.
Then, nothing.
Just a shove.
Hard.
Final.
My grandfather’s face, twisted not with rage, but with a kind of righteous fury, was the last thing I saw.
"If it weren't for you," his voice rasped, a ghost already swallowed by the rushing air, "I'd be the one with her right now!"
My brother, Micah, didn’t try to stop him.
He just stood there, his phone raised, a silent witness capturing my final moments.
Then, impact.
Darkness.
A scream that was my own.
And then…
The sharp clink of a fork against a ceramic plate.
§01
"Dad, Sandra and I aren't against you finding a new partner," my father, Richard, said, his voice a low placating murmur.
"But Tessa seems to have a different opinion."
"Let's hear what she has to say first."
A sharp kick landed on my shin under the dinner table.
I flinched, my father’s narrowed eyes boring into me from across the room.
My mother, Sandra, jabbed my arm from the side, a stealthy attack hidden from my grandfather’s view.
"Tessa, honey, what are your thoughts?" she hissed.
"Tell us."
A jolt, like a live wire pressed to my spine, shot through me.
My fork, a foreign weight in my suddenly trembling hand, clattered to the floor.
I looked up, truly looked, at the faces around the table.
My father, Richard, his face a mask of strained patience.
My mother, Sandra, her lips pursed in anxious disapproval.
And my grandfather, Albert, his expression already darkening at the mere suggestion of dissent.
This wasn't a memory.
This wasn't a dream.
I was back.
This was the day he demanded money to take out a loan for his online "girlfriend."
§02
Albert’s voice, low and laced with a familiar, barely-contained anger, broke the silence.
"Oh? Tessa has a new opinion?"
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