Chapter 2

I had frozen in place, staring at her in sheer disbelief.

I couldn't fathom why the woman I loved the most refused to trust me.

"That's him! That's the murderer!"

When I turned around, the victim's family, the deceased's relatives, and the morgue attendant were all glaring at me.

They screamed that I had prescribed the wrong medication, stolen a corpse, and poisoned an innocent kid.

I desperately tried to explain that Mason was the culprit, not me.

I was in the OR the entire time!

Nobody believed a single word.

They pulled out surveillance tapes that clearly showed my face committing every single act.

They would rather believe I had superpowers to be in two places at once than believe the footage had been tampered with.

In the end, the grieving father stabbed me repeatedly.

Blade after blade plunged into my chest. No one moved an inch to help me. They all thought a scumbag doctor deserved to die.

Even after death, I couldn't figure out why the footage showed my face.

Who had the skill to pull off such flawless video manipulation in such a short window? That was virtually impossible.

What had actually happened?

Now that I was reborn, I was going to uncover the truth and clear my name once and for all!

I followed the police to the station.

I spent five whole days inside the detention center.

For five days, I did nothing but eat and sleep, staying on my best behavior.

The moment I was released, I pulled out my phone to check the local headlines.

Sure enough, chaos had erupted at my hospital once again.

Everything Mason did in my past life, he had repeated in this one.

Instead of panicking, I felt a surge of anticipation.

I had been locked inside a cell for five straight days. There was no way my face could be on that tape this time.

Yet barely five yards past the station gates, a mob ambushed me.

They were clutching bats and tools, looking ready to rip me to shreds.

Leading the pack was the exact same father who had stabbed me to death in my past life.

He grabbed my collar with bloodshot eyes.

"You bastard! You poisoned my son's food! You killed him!"

I froze, then argued back.

"I ate that poisoned food myself! Whoever poisoned him after that wasn't me!"

He didn't want to hear it. He roared into my face.

"My boy just got accepted into college! His whole life was ahead of him! Why did you destroy him?!"

The rest of the crowd chimed in with venomous shouts.

"Yeah!"

"You intentionally prescribed the wrong meds to my dad, making him cough up blood!"

"You sick freak, you even stole a dead body! Do you have any idea what you put the family through?!"

"Her husband died in an accident, and you didn't even leave his remains behind! She passed out and had to be admitted!"

Listening to their accusations, my ears rang.

Why? I had been in a cell for five days! Why were they still pinning this on me?

Pulling myself together, I said calmly, "That's impossible. I haven't had the time to do any of that. You have the wrong guy."

"The person you're looking for is Mason Vance. Go check the hospital cameras if you don't believe me!"

Instead of looking confused, smug smiles spread across their faces.

"Ha! We knew a piece of trash like you would say that!"

"We already pulled the tapes!"

They shoved a phone in my face, and my breath caught in my throat.

The footage clearly showed that the person doing all those horrible things was, once again, me!