Reborn as Elena Scarlet

Elena Scarlet’s POV“Mum, I’m not getting engaged to that boy! I don’t even like him!” I snapped, folding my arms, with disgust written all over my face.She hadn’t even let me change out of my school uniform before dropping the bomb that I had an official meetup scheduled—with Adrian—that weekend.“Elena,” she said gently, “Adrian’s mum and I made that promise when she was pregnant. It would mean the world to me if you honored it.” She said giving me that pleading gaze—the one that always caved me into doing whatever she wanted. But not today.“I don’t care what promise you made, Mum. I’m not getting engaged to Adrian, and that’s on period!” My words came out louder than I intended, fueled by the anger building in my chest.“You do not talk to your mother like that!” my dad’s voice rang angrily from the doorway. He had just walked in and looked furious.My heart skipped; he had never shouted at me like that before.“Now apologize,” he ordered sharply.I swallowed hard and turned to

Tessa’s POVI woke up in a clinic, the white lights stung my eyes for a moment before I saw Catherine sitting beside me.“Hey, Catherine,” I said, as she rushed to hold my hands. “What happened?”“You collapsed, Tessa. You fainted right in the middle of the restaurant. How are you feeling now?” she asked, with a concerned look. “You really need to rest.”Just then, the door slammed open. It was our manager.“Just know there’s no salary for you this month!” he barked, not even asking if I was okay. “The hospital bills and the food you spoiled, it's all coming out of your pay.”He didn’t wait for a reply, with a huff, he turned and walked out. Catherine stayed for a while, then left too when she saw I needed rest.Left alone, I stared at the ceiling, tears slowly slipping down the corners of my eyes. How was I supposed to survive the next month with no money?I lost both of my parents when I was little. My mom died when I was two, and my dad followed just three years later.When I was n

Tessa’s POVI woke up with a sharp pain shooting through my waist while a gentle hand held me."Thank goodness you’re finally awake, darling," the woman said softly. "Your father just stepped out for a business call. He’ll be back soon."I scoffed lightly. "I don’t have a father, ma’am."I glanced at the wall clock—10 a.m.—and sat up, her hand still resting gently on my shoulder."I need to go ma'am.""Elena? What are you saying?" she asked gently, a hint of fear flashing across her face. "You were induced to sleep twelve hours ago because the doctors felt you were disoriented after the accident.""Induced?" I repeated, confused."I hope you're not doing this because we made you angry?... Mummy and Daddy are sorry, okay?" she said, rubbing my hands gently.I was about to respond when a guy walked in wearing an expensive-looking uniform, holding a bouquet of flowers.He looked young with pierced ears and a bit of a bad boy vibe."Elena, I’m so sorry," he said, rushing toward me. "I

Tessa as Elena’s POV“There’s someone who wants to see you,” Elena’s mom said gently.“Who?” I asked, forcing a small smile as I looked up.I stepped back, startled, but quickly composed myself.“Hi, Elena,” she greeted, almost jumping out of her dress with excitement.Standing face to face with me was Jessica, the same girl who made me step out that night before the accident.“She came to see her friend you collided with and pleaded to see you,” Elena’s mom added.I scoffed lightly. “Friend?” I muttered, already irritated.“I’m a huge fan, Elena.” She grinned from ear to ear.Looking at her, I felt a slow anger rising within me. “Oh really.” I stepped closer. All I wanted was to slap her. To scream. To tell her she ruined my life and that of Elena. But I wouldn’t do this. I wouldn’t drag Elena into my mess because of some flimsy revenge. “Can I take a picture with you?” she asked, still grinning. As the camera clicked, the security nearby quickly motioned for her to step aside. “

Adrian’s POVI had just entered my room when a knock came at the door.Then came the voice of the butler. “Master Adrian, your father would like to see you in the study.”I sighed deeply and stepped back out and down into the hallway. The polished floors reflected everything, but there was nothing I cared to see.As I reached the study, I paused—not from fear, just exhaustion, conversations with him never ended well.I knocked once. “Come in,” his voice rang out firmly.He didn’t look up right away. His eyes were fixed on a document, his pen moving as if solving something more important than the person standing. The silence stayed for a while before he spoke.“Sit.”I obeyed.“Elena’s parents…haven’t actually called off the engagement,” he said, finally meeting my eyes with a steady tone.My jaw tightened as I gazed at him.“So the dinner was an act.”“Everything is,” he replied coldly. “Learn that.”“I don’t want this,” I muttered.“This isn’t about what you want,” he snapped. “Our