I Died, She Took My Life / Chapter 4: No More Playing Nice
I Died, She Took My Life

I Died, She Took My Life

Author: Annette Baxter

Chapter 4: No More Playing Nice

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With my encouragement, Savannah let loose completely. She used to be sneaky about it, but now she was bold everywhere, even making a wild new decision: she'd go commando. For anyone who doesn’t know, that means no underwear. Yeah, she was really going for it. I couldn’t help but shake my head.

Early in the morning, Savannah snuck out to the balcony, muttering about wanting to wear something sexier. But I quickly noticed she was wearing my shirt. After coming back to life, I'd been extra careful, guarding my closet so nothing like before could happen again. But I hadn't counted on Savannah grabbing the clothes I'd just washed. Clearly, she was planning to pin any trouble on me again if things went south. Typical Savannah.

I checked the time—today was the day Savannah got filmed in the library. She was about to make her infamous debut, just a few hours away. Last time, she only wore see-through underwear. This time, she wore nothing underneath; the damp shirt clung to her curves, her long pale legs swaying, on the verge of revealing everything. I felt a knot in my stomach—was she really going to do this again?

Seeing her about to head out like that, I quickly stopped her. That was my shirt—if she embarrassed herself, it'd be my reputation on the line.

"Savannah, did you grab the wrong shirt?"

"The clothes I just hung up aren't dry yet. You’ll freeze your butt off."

Savannah froze, a little embarrassed at being caught:

"It's fine, it's my first time going commando. I want that see-through look."

"Just let me borrow it, okay?"

I didn't hesitate. I filled the sink and drenched the shirt she'd just put on. Couldn't help myself.

"Didn't you want that see-through look? Now you've got it."

"Your own clothes look way better anyway."

Savannah had nothing left to say and had to pout as she changed. I just watched her, shaking my head.

At the library, everyone was quietly studying. I opened my laptop to work on a design, but kept an eye on Savannah. She scanned the crowd, then started her little act. She deliberately reached for the top shelf, stretching up on tiptoe. Her shirt rode higher and higher, and the guys nearby just had to look up, and, well, there it was.

Soon, even the most studious students were distracted by her. Sensing all the attention, Savannah played it up, arching her back and sticking out her chest, even pulling her collar open to show off more cleavage. Everyone stared, unable to look away. Was this really happening again?

I waited patiently, but no one seemed to be taking pictures. Was she really not going to get exposed this time? That couldn’t be right.

That wouldn't do. I had to make sure she got what she deserved. No way I was letting her off that easy.

If fate handed me a rewind, I was going to hit play my way.

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