Love Isn't Written in the Stars

"Yvonne Lawson! What did you do to me?"

I opened my eyes and saw my childhood sweetheart, Zachary York, stumbling to his feet at the side of the bed. His cheeks were flushed.

The scene was hauntingly familiar.

That was when I realized I had been reborn. This was the very day Zachary and his first love were supposed to elope.

In everyone's eyes, Zachary and I were childhood sweethearts, destined to be together. For the ten years we had known each other, he had always treated himself as my fiance.

That was until the day I came of age, when he told me he had found the lady he loved. To him, I had only ever been like a sister.

"Yvonne, this time I won't lay a finger on you. I won't miss Trace again! I've already called her over. Get out!"

I met Zachary's cold, resentful gaze and felt my heart skip a beat. Could it be that he had been reborn, too?

In my previous life, I chose to let Zachary go when I learned he planned to elope with Tracy Graham. I even proposed to break off the engagement with the York family.

On the day Zachary was meant to elope, he was trapped at home. His parents drugged him and sent him into my room.

The next day, news spread that a homeless man had killed Tracy.

Zachary had spent the entire night in his room. In the end, he only said, "Everyone has their fate."

I thought he had let go, so I agreed to marry him.

However, on our wedding night, he drugged me and sent me into a room filled with homeless men.

Only then did I understand that Zachary had been holding back for months. He had only been waiting to push me into hell at the moment I should've been happiest.

Even after I was tortured to death, he wasn't satisfied. He spread the photos of my suffering all over Riveria.

After my death, I became known to all as a scandalous woman. On the other hand, Zachary inherited my fortune and became the wealthiest man in Riveria.

My soul lingered on the edge of the living world for my last moment.

That was when I saw Tracy return in style, accompanied by two children. As it turned out, she had never died. She had taken Zachary's parents' money and gone abroad to nurse her pregnancy.

Seeing them happy as a family of six, I finally understood—I had been nothing but a fool.

Given this second chance at life, I resolved never to have anything to do with the York family again.

With that in mind, I pulled out a condom and tossed it at Zachary's feet.

"This is from your mother. I'm returning it to its rightful owner. Enjoy your night."