In the days that followed, Lucas and Sierra wouldn’t stop calling me.
I ignored them at first, then blocked their numbers.
I thought blocking them would be enough to keep them out of my life, but I underestimated their persistence.
They began using different numbers to reach me.
Every time I saw Lucas’s name flash across the screen, I immediately declined the call.
Then, one day, a friend called me with news.
Apparently, Sierra had been incredibly unlucky recently.
The car accident had left her face seriously disfigured.
She was still hospitalized and she would need reconstructive surgery.
Lucas hadn’t escaped unscathed either. He’d broken a rib.
But that wasn’t all.
Before the accident, Sierra had dragged him into a high-stakes gambling scheme.
They lost everything.
Now, the two of them were drowning in debt.
My friend, who knew that I had broken up with Lucas, sounded visibly relieved.
“Ivana, you have no idea. They got into the car crash right after arguing about the gambling losses!”
“They’re both borrowing money left and right now.”
“And Ivana, if Lucas tries to beg you for help, don’t fall for it. Remember how he acted when he was with you? He was still seeing Sierra every single day. I honestly don’t know who he thought his girlfriend was.”
I listened silently before replying with a smile, “I understand.”
Then I hung up.
I had thought that even if Sierra’s luck turned, it wouldn’t happen so soon.
But fate didn’t wait.
In my previous life, after she paid her respects at the grave, she had pulled Lucas away, saying they were going to celebrate her job offer from a major company.
But in reality, they had teamed up to gamble.
Sierra believed her luck was unmatched and gambled recklessly.
But this time... I had rewritten everything.
Hearing the news of their downfall filled me with satisfaction.
Their troubles were just beginning.
The next morning, I woke up to another phone call from Lucas.
His voice sounded even more desperate than before.
“Ivana, come back! I really need you!”
I replied coldly, “Lucas, have you forgotten? We’ve already broken up.”
There was a pause. Then his voice grew louder, more emotional.
“I never agreed to break up!”
“I’m injured and you just want to leave me like this? How can you do that? You have to take responsibility for me!”
I sneered. “You and Sierra got into this mess together. Why should I be responsible?”
“Aren’t you two doing perfectly fine together?”
I continued, my voice colder now. “We’re done, Lucas. Don’t call me again.”
I was about to hang up when suddenly, Sierra’s voice came through the line, shrill and accusing.
“Ivana! That grave... that wasn’t your parents’, was it? What did you do?!”
