At the engagement party, my boyfriend and best friend told me I was crazy.
During the push, I broke the mirror and blood flowed into the necklace my sister gave me.
A voice rang in his head: "Fool, have you forgotten all the self-defense techniques I taught you?"
From then on, I was a weakling who allowed others to bully me during the day, and a murderous ghost at night.
They thought they were killing me, but little did they know that the one they wanted to kill was in the necklace, watching them.
