Chapter 1

During Memorial Day weekend, Lucas suggested our family take a road trip to Yellowstone National Park.

I said it was too dangerous to go to such a remote area without a professional guide, and we should go somewhere else.

Mom thought I was ruining Lucas's excitement. She slapped me across the face and told me to go if I wanted, or get lost if I didn't.

In the end, our family still hit the road. That night, we encountered someone blocking our car.

I warned Dad not to open the door, but he called me selfish and forced me to open it.

Outside was a bear-man, and it immediately clamped its jaws on my arm.

Instead of saving me, Mom pushed me out with all her might.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Lucas suggested going to the wilderness.

I warned them again, but Mom still told me to get lost.

Alright, that's exactly what I was waiting for.

"Wash my clothes and iron them properly when they're dry," Lucas said as he walked past me, kicking my basin with his foot.

Water splashed onto my feet, making me shiver from the cold.

That's when I truly felt that I had been reborn.

Lucas walked into the living room where Mom and Dad were sitting on the couch watching TV. He plopped down casually and suggested, "Dad, let's drive to Yellowstone for Memorial Day. My classmate went during spring break and said it was amazing."

"We already promised Grandma we'd visit her in the countryside this year," Dad said with a troubled expression.

"What's fun about the countryside? Come on, Dad. We just got a new car, and we've never taken a road trip before," Lucas whined to Dad.

I watched this scene, feeling a bit dazed.

It was the same in my previous life. Lucas pestered Dad about going to Yellowstone because his deskmate had gone during spring break and bragged about it every day.

As Dad was hesitating, Mom came out of the bedroom.

She had a face mask on and frowned when she saw I hadn't finished washing the clothes. "Aria, you've been washing these two pieces of clothing all morning. When are you planning to do the dishes?"

Hearing this, I quickly sped up, hung up the clothes after washing them, and then went to the kitchen.

Mom thought doing housework would ruin her hands, so she never did any. Dad was afraid of trouble and good at using technology.

So we had a dishwasher and a washing machine, but as long as I was home, I wasn't allowed to use them.

When I finished washing the dishes and came out, Mom and Dad had already agreed to the plan of driving to Yellowstone.

Lucas was excitedly browsing items to buy on his phone.

Seeing this, I asked, "Where are we going for Memorial Day?"

Mom said, "Yellowstone. You're lucky. If it weren't for Lucas, you wouldn't get to go to such a nice place."

I kindly reminded them, "I read online that it's best to avoid such remote areas. Even experienced explorers can get into trouble."

Lucas immediately became unhappy. "Mom, look at her. She's always ruining the mood."

Sure enough, just like in my previous life, Mom raised her hand and slapped me.

"You think you're so smart? Go if you want, if not, then get lost."

My face stung from the slap. I held my cheek and thought for a few seconds.

Then I started to act crazy. I swept everything off the coffee table with one hand, sending glass cups crashing to the floor.

"I've had enough! You tell me to go, but I won't!"

I had always been the obedient punching bag at home, so this outburst startled all three of them.

Taking advantage of their shock, I ran back to my room to grab my backpack and headed for the door. As I reached it, Mom finally reacted, her voice loud.

"Aria, if you have the guts to leave, don't come back!"

I didn't look back, slamming the door shut with a thunderous bang.

Once outside, I couldn't help but smile.

After this scene, even if I wanted to go, Mom and Dad probably wouldn't let me anymore.