In the airport waiting room, I opened my phone and checked the social media updates from Sierra and Lucas.

The two of them were planning a trip together.

In the photo, their pose looked far too intimate to ignore.

As I stared at the image, a wave of emotion passed through me—confusion, maybe even bitterness. After all, it was just a year ago when I started dating Lucas. Back then, a classmate had dragged me to see a fortune-teller and by chance, Sierra and Lucas were also there.

They overheard my birth chart.

And shortly afterward, Lucas began to pursue me relentlessly.

I didn’t understand it at first. But eventually, I realized the truth: he had taken a liking not to me, but to my birth chart.

According to him, my birth chart was extremely fortunate.

He got close to me, but it was all for Sierra’s sake.

Now, looking at the two of them smiling in that photo, I simply smiled to myself and locked my phone.

When the plane landed, someone was already waiting for me.

Everything had been arranged in advance.

Since the organization I had joined was highly classified, security was top-tier. Even at the check-in area, uniformed officers were patrolling the grounds.

That sight instantly put me at ease.

After completing my onboarding procedures, my supervisor informed me that I’d officially start work the following week. Until then, I was free to explore and get familiar with the environment.

With everything in place, I finally allowed myself to relax.

I went straight to bed that night. After a full day of traveling and arrangements, I was mentally and physically drained. The moment I lay down, I fell fast asleep.

But then, in the middle of the night, my phone rang.

Groggily, I answered it. Lucas’s voice came through, sounding frantic.

“Ivana, come to the hospital!”

“What?” I asked, disoriented for a moment before recognizing the voice.

“Lucas? What’s going on?”

“Sierra and I were in a car accident. We’re still in the hospital, please, come quickly!”

His voice was laced with panic.

I didn’t miss a beat. “Lucas, I’m sorry. I can’t come. I found a job and I’ve already left the city.”

There was a long pause.

Then his voice rose in disbelief. “Ivana, what did you just say?”

“You haven’t found a job, how can you lie like that?! I saw you yesterday!”

“You’re just upset because I went out with Sierra, aren’t you?”

“Stop being so stubborn, Ivana! Come here now!”

He practically roared the last sentence.

But I only smiled faintly. “Lucas, I did find a job.”

“And I’ve also realized... maybe you care about Sierra more than you care about me.”

“So, Lucas. We’re breaking up.”

I hung up without waiting for his response.

It was over.

From this point forward, it would be their turn to suffer.

My fortune had finally returned.

Just as I was about to fall back asleep, my phone lit up again, Lucas was calling.

I frowned, stared at the screen for a moment, then powered the phone off.

Finally, I could sleep peacefully.

Over the next two weeks, I immersed myself in work.

I gradually took on more responsibilities and my superiors seemed especially pleased with my performance. They even hinted that if I completed the current project successfully, I would be given a solo project to lead.

Naturally, that motivated me even more.

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?!”