Reborn Ten Minutes Before the Pitch, No One Touches My Flash Drive

Kirsten Fox, from my team, said her PowerPoint had suddenly crashed. I felt sorry for her and lent her my flash drive. She turned around and copied every bit of the user-growth proposal I'd spent three months on, then accused me of plagiarizing her. My boyfriend of two years stood in front of everyone on her side, chewed me out, and stripped me of my position. Branded a cheat with nowhere left to turn, I went to the river and threw myself in. When I opened my eyes again, I'd been reborn. Somehow I was back, ten minutes before the promotion defense presentation.