Once More, My Love: I Am Reborn Pretty.

Notice: Hi, Lovely Readers, Welcome to a new edition of my work. I hope you’d like it. Regardless, there might be some errors in english here and there, please note the chapters are still under editing. Thanks and enjoy. *** Aria’s POV I walk into the apartment, putting off the heavy coat I was wearing. It was that time in the middle of December when the weather was a bit cold. Outside however was covered with snow. I look at the time with a little smile on my face as I remember today to be me and Caleb’s Second wedding anniversary. My eyes scan at the decorations around the house and breathe a heavy sigh. The balloons were already up in the air glued to the ceiling. The candlelight set in a love form, around the cake I baked. The cake however was placed on a table in the middle of the room. To make the whole preparations, It took me the whole day to make this surprise for Caleb. Now that he’s out of work, I had to just wait for him till he returns. At that moment,

Aria’s POV “Since you want to know badly when we started our affair well, it all started on our wedding night.” My eyes wide in horror as Caleb spoke. “Yes…our wedding night. Remember I didn’t stay for the night and told you I had to run some errands for your father, well that was the first night we got together.” He look to Susan who giggled in his arms. “Yes, Aria. Just what he said. That night was a blessing. I felt like it should never end.” Susan jab her mouth with each word coming out and adding to the injury I feel in my heart. “I was the first to taste your man before he even tested you.” “What?” I cover my mouth, falling back to the table in the kitchen. I don’t think I could stand this anymore or stand anywhere near them. I wanted to be out of here, right this instant. “Tell me this isn’t true.” I looked at Caleb who stood confidently, not bothered that he did the worst thing a living being would do. “Well, it’s not my fault.” He shrug his shoulder. “You’re the on

Aria’s POV How I’m I alive? It’s not possible. I begin to question myself. There’s no way I would survive from that moment or experience. This must be some kind of dream my mind created to cope with that experience. I look down at my body and surprisingly enough, my parts are complete. So what happened? The door is sent open again and this time, Caleb is walking alongside the doctor as they rush to my front. “She’s finally awake doctor and she looks perfectly fine.” He says excitedly and I’m worried. Isn’t this the man who wanted to end my life before with my stand-in sister, Susan? The doctor approaches me and slowly touches my forehead. His palm was calm and gentle. I close my eyes. “Please, Inhale and exhale, Mrs, Flynn.” He mentions Caleb’s surname. That means I’m still married to Caleb. I did what he asked me to do. I inhale and exhale. His stethoscope was on my chest. He smiles. “Looking perfect.” He looks me in the eyes and back at Caleb who is biting his finger nerv

Aria’s POV I felt a chill getting worse and the water kept coming closer and closer until it was going to drown me. “I don't want to die please–” “Ari!” I hear a voice and look around. There was a faint light at the surface. “ARIA!” I jerk wide awake and suddenly I was not in the sea but on the hospital bed and drenched in my own sweat. What the fuck was with that nightmare. Drowning? “What the fuck Ari?! I thought you were dying. All the machines started beeping and you were screaming that you didn't want to die and shit. The fuck?” Dream and swear aside, if I didn't get something to purify my ears soon, the foul words going in would blow them up. “Could you please mind the way you curse Emily? I can't exactly have my ears purged in this state.” “What the hell are you even talking about? You just had a nightmare about you dying. That's it, I'm friggin calling the doctor and they'll place you on med–” Why was everyone in this life so noisy? I do not remember the Emily I met b

Aria’s POV Immediately we got to the venue, Maira began running around, getting the makeup artists and dressers to assemble. She was armed and prepped like someone who had been waiting for this moment for a long time. To her, today was the day of my big photoshoot at Fox magazine—and from the flashbacks I recall last night, it seemed that in this lifetime, it was the place I had dreamed of working ever since I got interested in fashion. The bright lights in the studio and the sound of heels clicking on the floor felt like music, making me feel both excited and nervous at the same time. When they arrived, the attendants did not waste any time. I finish up and I rush to find Maira who was always full of energy. “Hi, Aria!” she call out, her face lighting up when she saw me. “You look great today with your makeupppp! Emily would kill to be here but too bad, I get to see all the goodies.” “Thank you! I can’t wait to see the dresses,” I reply, my heart racing with anticipation. The l