Summary
Chapter 0 Outside the Morgue When the forensic pathologist pronounced me dead at 1:21 AM on April 17th, I heard someone outside the door whisper, “Next, it’s her turn.”
Three days later, I woke up on the morning before my murder, believing I finally had a chance to change my fate.
But every time I altered the past, someone else died in my place.
It wasn’t until I woke up for the third time that I realized the murderer wasn’t the only one who truly deserved to be judged.