This Time, Enjoy Your Deadly Journey

A week before summer break, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart threw a fit, insisting on going to Tanond to watch a strip show.

She even convinced our entire class to go with them.

I kept warning them that it was not safe, that it could be some kind of new scam, and begged them not to go.

When they refused to listen, I secretly reported it to the police.

On the day of their departure, the police stopped them right at customs.

A few days later, a male stripper suddenly went viral overnight.

When she found out about it, she got so furious her eyes turned red.

“It’s all Zoey’s fault! If it weren’t for her, we could’ve seen an international superstar's strip show!”

On the first day we went back to school, they drugged me and made ten men teach me how to dance.

“Didn’t you stop us from watching a strip show? Then you can perform one for us yourself.”

The next day, my photos of strip show were all over social media.

After that, I jumped off a building out of despair.

When I opened my eyes again, it was once again the day his little sweetheart demanded that trip to Tanond.

“I heard Tanond has several stars who shot to fame after performing strip dances! Who knows, we might even get to see a future international superstar's strip show!”

When I opened my eyes, I heard Natalie Dunn, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart, talking excitedly to our classmates about Tanond’s strip show culture.

The boys exchanged suggestive looks and grinned, while the girls blushed, but their eyes gleamed with curiosity and anticipation.

Then someone turned to me.

“Zoey, are you coming?”

The question hit me like a ghost from another life. I had heard those exact words once before.

In my previous life, Natalie had rallied the entire class to go to Tanond for a strip show.

Back then, I was still foolishly kind, and had constantly warned them about the frequent kidnappings there and begged them not to go.

When they refused to listen, I went to the police in secret. On the day they were meant to leave, the officers stopped the group right at customs.

Sure enough, a few days later, the news reported that a tour group in Tanond had completely vanished.

However, none of them cared about that.

All they saw was another headline.

[Male Stripper in Tanond Discovered by a Famous Director, Becomes Overnight Sensation]

I had saved them, but in return, on the first day of the new semester, they drugged me and handed me over to ten male strippers.

Remembering how my last life ended, my eyes turned red with anger.

“I’m not going. You can go if you want.”

My boyfriend, Sebastian Cano, frowned when he heard that.

“We’re all adults now. It’s just a strip show. What’s the big deal?”

“Quit acting innocent.. You want to go just as much as we do. You’re just putting on that good-girl act so everyone will beg you to come along.”

I looked at Sebastian’s face. I could barely hide the hatred blazing in my eyes.

In my past life, he was the one who had found those ten men.

I lowered my gaze, hiding the surge of hatred as I softened my voice.

“Of course not. Everyone’s curious about something new. A trip to Tanond for a change of scenery could even be a good thing.”

Natalie’s eyes brightened instantly. She looped her arm through mine with a false sense of sweetness.

“I knew it! I knew Zoey wanted to see some hot guys too. Perfect! We can all go together!”

I slipped my arm from her grasp, put on a faint smile and gave a cold, dismissive reply.

“What I meant is that you can all go. I won’t. I’m not curious about that sort of thing.”

Then I turned around to walk away before they could answer.

Natalie was stunned, clearly not expecting my cold answer. She blinked in disbelief and, within seconds, her eyes were brimming with tears.