The sharp scent of antiseptic couldn't mask the metallic tang of blood in Maya's mouth. She lay on the cold floor of her own living room, watching the blurred figures of her husband, Rahul, and her best friend, Priya, standing over her.
"Why?" Maya managed to whisper, her breath hitching.
Rahul chuckled, a sound devoid of any warmth. "Did you really think I loved you, Maya? I only needed your company shares. Now that they are signed over to me, you are useless."
Priya hooked her arm through Rahul's, smirking down at the dying woman. "Goodbye, Maya. Try to be smarter in your next life."
As darkness consumed her vision, a single thought echoed in Maya's mind: If I could just turn back time...
SLAP!
"Wake up, you lazy girl! You're going to be late for the final exam!"
Maya jolted upright, gasping for air. Instead of the cold hardwood floor, she was sitting on a squeaky mattress. The harsh white lights of a hospital were gone, replaced