After Ordering Noodles, We Faced Online HateChapter 1
I went on a trip with my best friend, bringing our kids along.
At a famous Los Angeles tourist hotspot, my son ordered a bowl of noodles. When he wasn’t full and asked for more, someone pointed at him and cursed:
“Shameless brat! What, are you broke? Ordering one bowl of noodles and asking for refills again and again? No manners—your parents must both be dead!”
Furious, I argued with the owner. Unexpectedly, he splashed boiling soup onto me and my son.
While we were still at the hospital, the owner posted our pictures online, claiming the four of us had shared a single bowl. Soon after, both my son and I became the target of online abuse.
I was determined to seek justice for my child, but before I could, a truck ran us over.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day we went to that noodle shop.
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“All right, so it’s settled—we’ll go to that hotspot tomorrow. I heard their noodles are amazing.”
The familiar words made me shiver. I turned my head instinctively and saw the face of my best friend, Chloe Miller.
Glancing around at my surroundings, I instantly understood.
I had been reborn.