Framed No More: My Vengeful Rebirth

I was at that awful class reunion, the air thick with fake smiles and bitter memories.

Jessica' s sneering laughter echoed in my ears, and then, a crushing pain in my chest.

Darkness.

I was dead.

Not a peaceful passing, but a final, bitter end to a life they' d stolen.

Mike Johnson, my childhood friend, and his toxic girlfriend, Jessica Smith, had meticulously orchestrated my downfall years ago.

They framed me for hacking, shattered my dreams of a Stanford scholarship, and left me with dead-end jobs and a broken spirit.