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I Came Back Cold, But I'm the One Burning Them Down

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“The Avalanche Rebirth”

1. The Avalanche

The world was nothing but white — snow swirling like knives, wind screaming across the mountainside.
Vivian Montgomery and her stepsister, Jade, were trapped after an avalanche struck without warning.

When the rescue team finally reached them, there was only one stretcher — one chance for survival.

Vivian’s father appeared through the chaos, his expression tense but controlled.
He grabbed her hand, his voice firm yet falsely gentle.

“Vivian, sweetheart, you know Jade’s always been delicate. Be a good girl and let her go first. Just wait here — the next team will come for you soon.”

In her past life, Vivian had listened. She had believed him.
She’d given Jade her chance to live — and in doing so, had signed her own death sentence.

Moments after Jade was airlifted away, the storm worsened. The rescue operation was called off.
Vivian froze to death on that mountain — alone, forgotten, betrayed.

2. Death and Betrayal

Her death wasn’t the end — not really.

Her spirit lingered, watching as her life was rewritten into a tragic fairytale.
The news called her a hero, the loving sister who’d sacrificed everything to save Jade.

But reality was far darker.

After Vivian’s death, Jade inherited everything she owned — her fortune, her social status, her life.

Worse, Jade and Vivian’s fiancé, Julian Bradford, revealed the truth of their affair. They’d been together all along, hiding behind Vivian’s back.

They moved into her home, used her money, and smiled for the cameras, playing the grieving lovers “bound by tragedy.”

At her memorial, Vivian’s father stood before the guests, his voice heavy with false sorrow.

“That girl was always so difficult. At least dying to save Jade gave her life some meaning.”

That was the moment Vivian’s spirit shattered. Her sacrifice had been twisted into shame.

3. The Second Chance

But fate wasn’t finished with her yet.

When Vivian opened her eyes again, she was back on the mountain, her father’s hand gripping hers, Jade trembling beside her, and the rescue team shouting through the storm.

The exact same moment as before.

Her breath caught in her throat. Snow whipped across her face.
She wasn’t dead. She’d been reborn — given a second chance.

This time, she wouldn’t make the same mistake.

Tears froze on her cheeks as she forced herself to nod.

“Of course, Dad,” she whispered. “Let Jade go first.”

And she helped her stepsister onto the stretcher with steady hands — just as before.
But in her mind, her resolve hardened like ice.

“They want a sacrifice? Fine. I’ll give them one — just not the one they planned.”

4. Survival Mode

As the rescue team disappeared into a white wall of snow, Vivian turned away from the spot where they vanished.
The storm howled louder.

Her body screamed in pain, but she pushed forward, dragging herself across the frozen slope until she found a patch of rock sheltered from the wind.

There, she dug through the snow, creating a makeshift cave — a coffin of her own design, but one she intended to crawl out of alive.

Inside the cramped space, she wrapped herself in an emergency blanket, her breath fogging the air. Slowly, her body temperature began to rise.

She reached into her inner jacket pocket and pulled out a satellite phone. The screen flickered to life, casting a ghostly blue glow across her frostbitten face.

Full signal.

Vivian dialed a number from memory.

5. The Call

He answered on the first ring.

“Well, look who it is. Finally gracing me with a call, your highness? Thought you were off conquering Everest without us peasants cramping your style.”

It was Zeke — her oldest friend, her partner in adrenaline-fueled adventures, and one of the few people who had ever truly cared about her.

“Zeke,” she said quietly, her voice flat and cold. “I’m stuck in an avalanche zone.”

For a moment, silence.
Then the sound of chaos — a chair crashing to the floor.

“WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL?! Viv, where are you?!”

She rattled off her coordinates, her tone calm and detached.

“I’m okay for now. But I need you to pull me out.”

Zeke swore under his breath.

“What about search and rescue?”

“They airlifted Jade out. Dad told me to wait my turn.”

The line went dead silent. Zeke’s breathing changed — slow and furious.

“Wait your turn? Wait your fucking turn?! Like hell you will! There’s a blizzard coming, Viv — they’ll ground all flights within hours! He’s basically signing your death warrant!”

Vivian stared at the icy walls around her.

“Yeah,” she said flatly. “I know.”

“Sit tight, Viv. I don’t care if I have to steal a goddamn helicopter — I’m getting you off that mountain.”

Then the line went dead.

6. Watching the Lie Unfold

Vivian closed her eyes, exhaustion sinking deep into her bones.

Down below, she could already picture it all — her father in front of news cameras, playing the devastated parent.
Jade, lying dramatically in a hospital bed, fragile and adored.
Julian, her fiancé, sitting beside her, pretending to comfort her.

Just like before.

To kill time, Vivian opened the phone’s browser. Despite the slow signal, a few headlines loaded.

“Heroic Sister Missing After Avalanche While Saving Stepsister!”
“Sisterly Love Moves Nation!”
“Devastated Father Vows: We Won’t Stop Searching!”

Vivian almost laughed.

“Heroic sister.” “Sisterly love.”
Whoever wrote this deserves a damn award.

She clicked one article.
The image made her stomach turn — her father, eyes red and puffy, clutching his chest like a grieving hero.
Jade, pale in her hospital bed, IV in her arm, looking like a porcelain doll.
And Julian, sitting beside her, gently peeling an apple — the same gesture he used to do for her.

It was the perfect picture.
Father and daughter.
Star-crossed lovers.
The heiress turned martyr.

Vivian saved the photo — not as a keepsake, but as evidence.

“Fine,” she muttered. “Let’s see how this fairy tale ends this time.”

7. The Truth Surfaces

Time dragged. Vivian’s limbs ached, her breath shallow. The cave grew colder.

Then the satellite phone buzzed again.

“Viv, you there? We’re in the mountain range now. Can’t land the chopper — we’re hiking up. Just hold on a little longer, okay?”

Her voice came out dry.

“Relax. I’m not dying yet.”

Then, after a pause:

“Do me a favor, Zeke. Check flight records in and out of Manhattan this week. Look for a passenger named Julian Bradford.”

Zeke didn’t ask why. She heard typing, the clatter of keys.

A beat later, his voice came back, grim.

“Got him. Julian Bradford. Returned from Paris three days ago. First class.”

Three days ago.
The day before the avalanche.

Vivian’s heart sank — though she wasn’t surprised.
So it was true.

Her fiancé, her stepsister, and her father — the same trio who betrayed her before — were already setting their trap again.

Only this time, she was awake to see it.

8. The Vow

Vivian stared out into the storm through the narrow crack of her cave.
Snow still fell, endless and silent.

She wasn’t the naïve girl who had once believed in her father’s words.
Not anymore.

This time, she would survive.
She would return from this mountain alive — and she would make them all pay.

The snow howled outside, but Vivian’s voice was steady, quiet, almost calm.

“They buried me once,” she whispered. “Let’s see how they handle me when I dig my way out.”