Blurb：
They called her the "Destiny Thief"—Audrey, the side character who dared to seize the opportunities golden girl Claire Covington discarded. Now, reborn at twenty-two, Audrey is back in the hallway of Rhodes Corporation, facing a job interview that will define her second life. But this time, Claire has also respawned, armed with a vengeful audience cheering her on through ghostly captions. As the comments flood Audrey's vision with vitriol, she realizes the cruel irony: Claire's "do-over" is a quest to reclaim a destiny she never valued. Trapped in a twisted narrative where she's the villain, Audrey must uncover the truth behind the stolen opportunities and fight for a future the audience never intended her to have. In a world where perception is power, can the so-called thief rewrite her fate?Content：
They called me the “Destiny Thief” in the comment sections that haunted my vision, all because I’d accepted an opportunity the golden girl had thrown away.Now, in this second life, she was back to reclaim everything.
And her anonymous audience was cheering her on.
“This time, our baby girl won’t let anyone steal what’s hers.”
The irony was, she’d been given a second chance at life and hadn’t learned a single thing.
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The moment consciousness returned, I knew. I was twenty-two again.
A fresh college graduate, standing in a hallway of the Rhodes Corporation, waiting for a job interview.
I stared at my reflection in the polished marble wall—the face was mine, but a decade younger, free of the lines of stress and grief I’d earned. A dizzying wave of shock and elation washed over me.
That’s when the words appeared, materializing in the empty air before me.
“Ugh, the last timeline was so gross. It made me sick.”
“I know, right? How did that side character manage to steal all the heroine’s good luck?”
“Thank GOD for the do-over! This time our baby girl gets to keep everything she deserves!”
I blinked, bewildered, staring at the ghostly captions floating in my vision.
What the hell was this? Heroine? Side character? Was this some kind of sick joke?
It took me a moment to decipher their meaning. The so-called “Destiny Thief,” the “side character,” was me. And “our baby girl,” the heroine… was Claire Covington.
My gaze snapped to the other side of the waiting area.
There she was. Claire, sitting perfectly poised, though a flicker of confusion in her eyes suggested she, too, was taking in her surroundings with a sense of dislocation.
And in that instant, I understood. She was back, too. She’d also been reborn.
“Why is that thief staring at the heroine?”
“She probably noticed Claire’s acting weird after respawning.”
“Oh god, don’t tell me she’s going to start scheming already. I can’t watch that again!”
Just for looking at her, a torrent of vitriol flooded my vision. The words were vile, accusations laced with a bizarre, personal hatred. A hot surge of anger burned in my chest.
What the hell? When did I ever steal anything from her?
As if summoned by my fury, Claire rose and walked toward me.
I watched her approach, my posture tensing with alarm.
In our last life, we’d crossed paths a few times, but we were hardly acquaintances. Now, however, her eyes held a chilling, predatory glint that made the hair on my arms stand up.
“Audrey,” she said, her voice dripping with a condescending sweetness. “We meet again. This time, I won’t let you take what belongs to me. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave now and stop wasting everyone’s time.”
She paused, then sighed with theatrical pity. “Oh, but I suppose there’s no point in telling you that now. You wouldn’t understand.”
With that, she turned on her heel and swept into the interview room, leaving me alone in the hallway, reeling.
I was completely lost. What had I supposedly stolen from her in our past life?
A few fragmented memories surfaced, sharp and clear.
But if I remembered correctly… weren’t all those so-called “opportunities” things she herself had thrown away?
In our past life, we had both been here, interviewing for this same position at the Rhodes Corporation.
I had failed the interview and was on my way out, dejected.
But then the Director of HR had rushed after me, calling my name.
My heart had soared as I followed her back, but my excitement was tempered by her non-stop muttering under her breath.
It turned out that Claire and I had been neck-and-neck in our interview scores. But because Claire’s family was local and well-connected, the company had given her the edge. The offer was hers.
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