Blurb：
When Cassie Gallagher bleeds out from her spoiled brother Luke’s knife, she awakens in a time loop confronting the toxic legacy of the Gallagher family. Armed with memories of being her parents’ scapegoat and Luke’s lifelong ATM, Cassie weaponizes their greed against them. From documenting pregnancy lies to exposing parental manipulation tactics, she dismantles the “perfect son” narrative while battling generational trauma. Watch her outsmart golden child Luke’s entitlement, sabotage financial abuse schemes, and turn their emotional blackmail into a viral reckoning. This darkly witty revenge saga explores time-loop survival, sibling rivalry warfare, and breaking free from narcissistic family systems.
Content：
§PROLOGUEThe last thing I saw was my brother's face, twisted into a mask of pure rage.
The knife in his hand was the same one I’d used to cut his birthday cake just last week.
If you can't afford the down payment, why did you even have me?! he screamed, his voice cracking with a grotesque sense of entitlement.
My parents, the architects of this monster, cowered by the door.
They didn’t try to stop him.
They just watched as the boy I had raised plunged the blade into my chest.
As the world faded to black, their final betrayal was the only thing I felt.
They had signed the waiver, absolving their precious son of all responsibility.
In the end, I was the only one injured in a world they had built just for him.
§01
"Wow, that little boy is so adorable. I want one too."
The words slipped out of my mouth, a polite, meaningless courtesy to our neighbor.
But in my parents’ eyes, they were a binding contract.
Last time, that single sentence led to a summer vacation homecoming where I was presented with a brand-new baby brother.
"You wished for him, so he's your responsibility now!" they'd declared, instantly becoming hands-off spectators to their own parenthood.
From his homework to his job, from his first car to the down payment on his house, everything became my burden.
And in the end, my inability to afford that house got me killed by his hand.
But this time, as I opened my eyes, I was back on that fateful afternoon.
Mrs. Gable was in our living room, beaming, her grandson Luke hiding behind her legs.
My mother’s eyes were fixed on me, a hunter tracking its prey. "Cassie," she cooed, "look how cute little Luke is. If you had a sweet little brother like that, I'd be the happiest mom in the world!"
A cold smile touched my lips.
They didn't need my wish.
I knew for a fact the "little brother" was already a four-month-old tenant in my mother's womb.
This whole charade, this little stage play with the neighbor, was just to trick me into saying the magic words.
The words that would chain his entire existence to me.
Mrs. Gable gave her grandson a gentle nudge. "Go on, Luke. Say hi to the pretty lady. Let her give you a hug."
The boy looked at me with wide, uncomprehending eyes.
"See, Cassie?" Mrs. Gable pressed on, the perfect accomplice. "Such a sweetheart. You should tell your mom to get you one."
My mother held her breath, her whole body leaning forward, her face a desperate billboard screaming, *Just say you want a brother!*
I let the silence hang for a moment, then smiled brightly. "Wow, he really is adorable. I do want…"
My parents’ faces lit up with triumphant glee.
"…a luxury villa!"
"And a sports car and a yacht!"
"And to study abroad in Europe!"
"And ten billion dollars in cash!"
The living room fell dead silent.
Mrs. Gable’s smile froze on her face. My mother’s jaw dropped. My father, in the middle of pouring tea, flinched, splashing hot liquid all over the coffee table.
"What on earth are you talking about, young lady!" my mother finally sputtered, her face burning with a mixture of embarrassment and fury.
My father’s face was a thundercloud. He slammed the teapot down. "That's enough, Cassie. We’re talking about something serious here."
I blinked, feigning innocence. "What serious thing?"
"Mrs. Gable asked if you wanted a little brother. What do you think?"
I played dumb. "You mean, if I want one, I can have one?"
"Of course," my parents said in unison, their hopes reignited. "Anything you want, we'll do our best to make it happen for you."
"That’s wonderful!" I clapped my hands together. "So, about that luxury villa, the yacht, studying abroad, and the ten billion in cash… which one are we starting with?"
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