Roommates Fall In Love1

In my previous life, my roommate had been sweet-talked by Howard Lynch. She was ready to throw away her bright future just to run off with him.

I tried to warn her, telling her to take responsibility for her own life.

She listened. She ended the pregnancy, broke up with Howard, and focused on her resume. Eventually, she landed a great job.

But what I never expected was that not long after, Howard's biological parents showed up.

It turned out Howard was actually the long-lost heir, switched at birth by a nanny.

On the day of Howard’s grand wedding, arranged by his wealthy family, my roommate cornered me in an alley and brutally attacked me.

“If it weren’t for you, I’d be married into a rich family by now instead of suffering like this,” she snarled.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she asked me whether she should elope with Howard.

I smiled and said, “It's your life; you should make your own decisions. I wish you both all the happiness.”

——

I found myself back on the day when my roommate Julia, gently rubbing her belly, asked if she should run away with her boyfriend.

Julia couldn’t hide the glow on her face as she cradled her stomach. “I’m pregnant with Howard’s baby. If my parents find out, they’ll kill me. This is our first child. I just can’t bring myself to end it.”

“Howard thinks we should keep it a secret and go to his hometown to have the baby. He says he’ll work hard and take care of us. Do you think I should go with him?”

She lowered her head, smiling shyly. “Howard’s going to be such a good dad.”

Our other roommate, Quincy, who was stressed out from studying for her teaching certification, couldn’t stand Julia’s dreamy tone anymore and snapped, “Of course, have the baby! If I can’t have one, you two better. Otherwise, who am I going to teach?”

Julia, thinking Quincy was on her side, lit up even more. She grabbed my hand and asked, “Keira, what do you think? Should I say yes to Howard?”

I blinked as my mind slowly cleared. I remembered that she had asked me this same question before, in my previous life.

Julia’s boyfriend, Howard, was a small-time thug who hung around the street near our college, always with brightly colored hair and a crew of troublemakers, collecting protection money.