She Took Over My Perfect Life To Get Revenge, Only To Be Trapped In My Hell Chapter 05

She Took Over My Perfect Life To Get Revenge, Only To Be Trapped In My Hell Chapter 05

The moment the doors swung open, the laughter in the auditorium hadn’t even died down.

Every head turned.

Some people already had their phones out, ready to snap pictures of me at my worst.

A few had even opened the campus forum and typed out their headlines.

[The 200–Pound Tank Gets Publicly Humiliated.]

But the

d, the entire auditorium went silent.

ring white low heels, every stunned eye following me as I moved toward the stage.

ght–colored dress hugged my waist in a smooth, flattering line.

My softly curled hair fell behind my shoulders, showing off my neck and collarbone.

I still wasn’t exactly slender, but my figure was full and balanced.

Years of ballet had also given me an effortless grace. Every step was poised and confident.

The guys in the freed.
“Who‘

Never seen her before.”

Hat dress’s lethal.”

new girls whispered among themselves.

“She’s got such an amazing presence.”

“She’s still got some curves. How does she make that dress look so good?”

“And her face’s gorgeous. She’s got that striking kind of beauty, and she has a dimple when she

smiles.”

I ignored the whispers and walked straight toward the stage.

When I passed the section of the business school, one of my classmate by the aisle shot to his feet.

He stared at me so hard his eyes nearly popped out.

“You… you’re…”

50.00%

I stopped and smiled at him.

“Corey, you secretly took pictures of me over the summer. You forgot me that fast?”

His face turned beet red.

The students around him finally caught on.

“Maya?”

“There’s no way that’s Maya!”

“No way. Wasn’t she, like, 200 pounds before?”

Someone pulled up the candid photo from the group chat.

In the picture, I was in baggy workout clothes, face flushed and dripping sweat.

They looked at the photo, then at me.

They kept looking back and forth, jaws dropping more each time.

The eyes were the same.

The nose was the same.

Only now, the fat was gone–and the features hiding underneath had finally come out.

The guy who’d joked I’d break the treadmill quietly put his phone away and sank into his seat.

At the side of the stage, Maya saw me too.

She was wearing my face and the white designer gown, standing beside Declan Wainwright.

The moment our eyes met, the smile on her face froze.

The speech in her hand slipped out and hit the floor.

“No way!”

She stared at my waist, her face slowly draining of color.

“How could you look like this after only two months?”

Her voice was quiet, but Declan heard her.

He frowned. “You know her?”

“I…” Maya snapped back to herself and forced a smile.

“Just a classmate.”

Declan didn’t ask anything else.

But his eyes moved past her and landed on me.

He’d been watching me ever since I walked in.

First surprise, then admiration. Then confusion.

Maybe it was the way I walked.

After all, he’d sat outside the dance studio watching me drill basics since I was seven.

A face can change. Habits are a lot harder to fake.

I met his gaze and calmly walked onto the stage.

The host froze for a few seconds before handing me the microphone.

“Are you Maya?”

“The one and only.”

A wave of gasps swept through the auditorium.

The group chat exploded all over again.

[That’s really Maya?]

[Did she get a whole new face?]

[She lost that much weight in two months? Did she get liposuction?]

[Weren’t you all calling her a hippo before? Why so quiet now?]

I scanned the guilty faces below me and opened my speech.

“Hi, everyone. I’m Maya Hart from the School of Business.”

“It’s an honor to be here today.”

Someone in the audience couldn’t help muttering under his breath.

“You call rigging the vote an honor?”

It was Troy Heston, the one who had started the poll.

His voice wasn’t loud, but the mic picked it up clearly.

The auditorium immediately erupted into murmurs.

Troy’s expression shifted, but he lifted his chin and refused to back down.

“It’s true. Everyone knows they only voted for you to watch you make a fool of yourself.”

I lowered my speech and looked at him.

“So you’re admitting that vote was just a group effort to humiliate me?”

Troy fell silent.

I didn’t let him off the hook.

“You mocked my body, took an embarrassing picture of me, posted it in the group chat, and

deliberately put me on this stage so everyone could laugh at me.”

“Now that the joke backfired, you’re saying I don’t belong up here?”

“What, did getting into Kingsley only teach you how to judge people by their looks?”

The whole auditorium went dead silent.

The faculty up front looked grim.

Troy dropped his head and didn’t dare say another word.

I picked up my speech again and smiled calmly.

“Still, I’d like to thank everyone who voted for me.”

“Two months ago, you were waiting to watch me embarrass myself.”

“Two months later, you’re the ones who put this stage beneath my feet.”

Applause suddenly broke out from the back rows.

One clap. Then another.

Soon, the whole auditorium was clapping.

Standing beneath the spotlight, I looked toward Maya, whose face had gone pale.

She’d thought Fall Convocation would be my public humiliation.

Instead, she was the one everyone was watching and comparing now.

What terrified her even more was the way Declan was looking at me.

Something in his eyes flickered.

When my speech ended, I turned and walked off the stage.

As I passed Declan, he caught my wrist. “Wait.”

I stopped.

Declan stared into my eyes, his breathing tight..

“Have we met before?”