Blurb：
When Aurora Evans wins a BMW, a call from her future self warns: "Don't lend the car to Ethan." But refusing her brother leads to his accident, guilt, and a twisted revelation—her parents need her heart for Ethan. Enraged, she cuts them off, only to learn they needed her blood, not her heart. After Ethan dies, her future self coldly warns: "They hate you." But when her parents are murdered, Aurora dies in a truck accident—and wakes up reborn on the day she won the car. This time, with the voice of her future self hissing warnings, Aurora vows to change fate. Will she save Ethan, uncover her parents' secrets, or fall into another tragic loop? Dive into a suspenseful tale of time loops, family betrayal, and a woman's fight against a manipulative future.
Content：
1The day I won a brand-new BMW, my phone rang. It was me, calling from ten years in the future.
“Don’t let Ethan borrow the car,” my own voice urged. “He’ll use it to pay a gambling debt.”
When my brother asked, I refused outright.
That night, driving his old sedan to see our parents, he crashed and was left in a vegetative state.
Guilt overwhelmed me. Only my parents’ care kept me going.
Then my future self called again, coldly mocking: “It’s an act. They want your heart for Ethan.”
I found donation forms in their bag. Enraged, I cut them off and threw them out.
After Ethan died from blood loss, I learned the truth: they needed my blood, not my heart.
Desperate to apologize, I tried to find them—but my future self warned: “They hate you. They’ll drag you down.”
I hesitated.
Then came the call: my parents were murdered in a break-in.
Rushing to them, I was hit by a truck. Dying, I wondered why my future self would ruin my life.
Then I opened my eyes… back to the day I won the car.
…
“[Aurora], you have to listen to me,” my own voice hissed from the phone. “Ethan will definitely ask for the car. Don’t you dare lend it to him. He’s just going to use it to settle his debts.”
A violent shiver ran down my spine, and the phone clattered to the floor.
“Congratulations, Ms. Evans,” a staff member said, holding out a shiny new set of keys. “You’re the winner of the BMW sedan!”
Looking at the keys, it finally sank in. I was back. I had been reborn on the very day it all started.
On the phone, my future self was warning me, pleading with me not to let my brother borrow the car. The first time this happened, I didn't believe it. I saw my own number on the caller ID and assumed it was some elaborate prank. But then she started revealing secrets—tiny, hidden things from my childhood that no one else could possibly know. I had no choice but to believe she was me.
She swore that if I lent Ethan the car, he would immediately hand it over to his creditors. So, when he called, I stood firm and refused.
But that night, he crashed his old car on the way to see Mom and Dad, leaving him a vegetable. The accident report concluded the wreck was caused by mechanical failure in his aging vehicle—a tragedy that a new, safer car would have prevented.
My refusal had doomed him.
The guilt was a physical weight, crushing the air from my lungs. I cried until I passed out, convinced I had killed my brother. It was my parents who nursed me back to health, their tireless care a gentle balm on my shattered soul.
Just as I was starting to feel human again, the phone rang. This time, the voice was a cold sneer.
“[It’s all fake! I thought they really cared about me, too. That’s why I didn’t think twice about the chicken soup they made.]”
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