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Chapter 6: The Future Is Already Changing
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REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 16: The Man At My Gate
POV: PHINAHarrison stood outside the heavy iron gate. He was staring at the thick wall of a fortress he thought I could never build.Through the clear screen in my security office, I watched him on the camera feed. The icy storm was getting worse. Freezing rain hit his face and soaked his dark hair. Behind him, his black car sat idling, breathing white smoke into the freezing air.He reached out and slammed his hand against the call button on the gate post.The intercom on my desk buzzed with a sharp noise. I pressed the answer button, keeping my posture relaxed and my voice steady."Phina!" Harrison’s voice came loudly through the speaker, mixed with the sound of the howling wind. "Open this gate right now!"I did not answer right away. I took a slow sip of my hot tea, letting him wait until I heard him growl in anger on the other side."I know you are listening to me!" he yelled, stepping closer to the camera lens. His eyes were wide and red from the biting cold. "Stop this stupid
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 15: The First Real Warning
POV: PHINAThe giant storm showing on the screen was not just bad weather. It was a ghost from my past life.I stood in the basement command center, staring at the radar map. A huge wave of freezing air was rushing down from the ocean, hitting the warm air near the coast. The computers flashed wildly as the air pressure dropped fast.I knew this storm pattern. In my past life, people called it "The First Spike." It was the first sudden wave of icy air that broke power lines, froze water pipes, and trapped thousands of people in their cars.The problem was that this storm was happening much too early. In my past life, it happened weeks later. Today was October 28, only two weeks after I woke up in the past on October 14.The timeline was changing. The disaster was moving faster, completely out of my control.Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered and went out. The loud hum of the heaters stopped. The room turned dark, except for the soft blue light of my battery-powered screens.Do
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 14: The Future Is Moving
POV: PHINAThe most dangerous thing about my second chance was that the future was no longer following the script I remembered.I sat in the cold, blue light of the subterranean command center beneath Highland Crest Manor, surrounded by printouts, satellite radar feeds, and my leather-bound survival logbook. On the left screen was the precise timeline of events from my first life, the neat, predictable sequence of disasters that had led to the global freeze. On the right was the live meteorological data updating every thirty seconds.They were completely out of sync.A severe cold-air intrusion that wasn't supposed to manifest until late November was already sweeping down through the northern corridor. Oceanic surface temperatures in the Atlantic were plummeting at three times the speed I remembered, and localized power grid fluctuations were already being reported in rural counties.My presence in this timeline had altered the butterfly effect. My aggressive acquisition of heavy equi
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 13: The House Beneath The House
POV: PHINAThe workers discovered a sealed chamber beneath Highland Crest Manor that wasn’t recorded on any modern property plan.I stood at the bottom of the basement stairs, staring into a newly excavated trench in the concrete floor. The construction crew had been drilling through the foundation of the old east wing to lay high-voltage electrical conduits for our new generator array. But instead of striking solid bedrock, their heavy drills had punched straight into a subterranean wall made of reinforced cold-rolled steel.Edwin held an industrial spotlight over the opening, illuminating a massive, rusted vault door embedded deep inside the earth. A mechanical wheel handle sat in the center, locked behind a heavy keyhole mechanism."We stopped drilling immediately, Miss Phina," the lead engineer said, wiping grease and dust from his forehead. "This isn't part of the blueprinted foundation. It sits nearly twenty feet below the manor’s original basement floor."I immediately dialed A
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 12: Harrison’s Suspicions
POV: HARRISONI had never cared where Phina went, what she did, or who she spent her time with. For five years, she had been a shadow in my home, a quiet, predictable woman who lived entirely for my approval. She was kind of wife who would wait up late just to take my jacket, cook meals I barely touched, and swallow her own feelings whenever I prioritized Vera. I had always owned her.So when I sat at my desk inside the top-floor executive suite of Bennet Holdings, staring at an empty chair across from me, a deep, bitter rage burned in my throat.She was building a life I could not control.The woman who used to cry if I raised my voice now hung up on me without hesitation. She didn't return to the Bennet mansion. She ignored my official legal notices. She had stripped our joint accounts, hidden her money behind corporate walls, and hired a team of high-priced lawyers who treated my legal team like amateur children.A quiet knock echoed at the door, and Vera walked in. She was wearing
REBORN BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE: MY EX BEGS FOR MERCY Chapter 11: Someone Is Watching Me
POV: PHINAThe stranger parked outside my secondary distribution warehouse wasn’t attempting to break in, nor was the person stealing my supplies, he or she was counting them.Standing in the darkened observation loft of the fuel depot ten miles outside the city, I stared through a pair of long-range night-vision binoculars. Down on the rain-slicked gravel shoulder, a dark grey SUV sat with its engine idling. The driver's side window was cracked open just an inch, the long telephoto lens of a high-end camera resting against the glass, quietly snapping photos of every semi-truck hauling insulated fuel bladders into our underground storage bays.Edwin stepped up beside me, his tread silent on the steel catwalk. "I ran the plates through our contact at the DMV, Miss Phina. They're cloned tags belonging to a scrapped sedan in New Jersey. Furthermore, our logistics team spotted this exact same vehicle stationed near two separate medical equipment suppliers in Connecticut yesterday, both co
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