I was mistaken for the other woman. Without even letting me explain, she slapped me across the face. Our argument at the school gate drew a crowd. No matter how hard I tried to defend myself, I became the infamous "homewrecker" everyone despised. My academic honors, scholarship eligibility, and even my shot at grad school—all gone. Wherever I went, people whispered behind my back. "Oh, look, it’s the homewrecker! Why bother coming to class when you’ve already landed a sugar daddy?" "How much does he pay you? Wanna name your price for a day?" The cruel words crushed me. Just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, I discovered the truth—my live-streaming roommate had been using my photos to romance her top donor. I confronted her. We fought. Then—she pushed me down the stairs. When I opened my eyes… I was back at the day everything began. This time, I’ll make sure the real other woman steps into the spotlight.