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[Sherlyn, please, just call me a ride. I'm really running out of time.] Staring at the message from Kenzie Gross, I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. Every time something went wrong, she made it my fault. And the last time, she pushed me straight into oncoming traffic to punish me. I died at the hands of my so-called best friend. Now, I had a second life. When the same message appeared again, I typed out a single reply. [Not available.] Then I turn off my phone. This time, I was not calling her a car. No—more accurately, I was done paying the price for someone else's life.