Twenty-One Days to Her Downfall

In my previous life, my best friend, Tara Bennett, took my hand, her eyes burning with excitement.

“Stella, if we don’t eat anything for twenty-one days, our bodies will be purified.”

At the time, I thought she’d lost her mind. I shook my head and refused.

Tara flung my hand away, her expression turning cold.

“I’m trying to help you evolve, and this is how you thank me?”

She started pushing her “fasting detox spiritual practice” in our mutual friends’ group chat.

Everyone began looking at me differently.