Chapter 1

My boyfriend’s sister tied me to a rag doll with an empathic link.

She deliberately dunked the doll in water, making me feel like I’d been drenched, then spread rumors that I had a messy private life, ruining my reputation.

Next, she threw the doll into a bathtub full of water. Instantly, I felt myself dragged underwater, gasping for breath, my chest heavy, like I was about to explode.

Because of her twisted games, I lost a third important client.

I confronted my boyfriend, begging him to rein in his sister, who he spoiled rotten.

But he just scoffed, shaking his head. “You’re telling me you can feel a toy’s pain? Are you losing your mind?”

Then, right in front of me, he lit the doll on fire.

He stared at me, his face full of mockery. “It’s burned to ashes. How are you still standing here? What kind of pathetic act is this?”

The pain was so intense, my nails dug into my palms, and one snapped clean off.

But deep down, I felt a strange relief—she hadn’t won. I was still alive.

Yet, in the dead of night, that familiar suffocating feeling returned.

In my dream, I was choked to death.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to that day—the exact moment the empathic link began.

This time, I’d strike first.

Clutching a knife, I headed straight for that malicious sister.

If I was going to die either way, I might as well drag her to hell with me.