Lahat ng Kabanata ng Once More, My Love: I Am Reborn Pretty.: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

Aria’s POVI step into the mansion, and my breath catches in my throat. The grandness of it is overwhelming. “Wow!” I exclaimed, staring at the high ceilings and grand staircase. “This place is incredible!”Sebastien stands next to me, a proud smile creeping onto his face. “Glad you like it! It took a lot of work to maintain this place.”“A lot of work? This is huge!” I can hardly believe it. “How do you even live here?”“It’s just what I do,” he replies casually. “But right now, it’s about making you comfortable.” He opens a door and steps aside. “This is your room.”I walk in, and my heart flutters. The sunlight pours in through large windows, making the room feel warm and welcoming. “This is beautiful,” I say, turning around. “I can’t believe how nice it is. Are you sure this isn't an inconvenience? I mean, being stuck with me isn't ideal and I'd never want to leave.”“Well, well. Where's the you that was stomping your foot and causing scenes about not wanting to leave their house?

Caleb's POVI slam my fist against Aria's door in anger. What the hell is taking her so long? “Aria!” I shout, pounding again, the sound echoing in the quiet neighborhood. “Open up! I’m not leaving until you let me in!”Silence. Just the sound of my heavy breathing.“Caleb,” I mutter to myself, “don’t lose it. Just give her a minute.” But there's an edge to my voice, a tightness in my chest that I can’t shake off. She needs to understand how serious this is.Finally, I hear movement inside, but it’s not the relief I’m hoping for. The door cracks open a couple of inches, and I see her face peering out, her brow furrowed, eyes narrowed. “What do you want, Caleb?”“Let me in, Aria! I’m not playing around here. I swear I’ll break this door down if you don’t open it!”“Go home, Caleb,” she replies, her voice calm and steady. Lies, she must have been crying.“Seriously? You think I’m just gonna walk away?” I lean closer, pushing my face against the door. “I know you saved Susan. You must've

Aria’s POVI look over at Sebastien as we walk towards the parking lot. He has his hands shoved deep in his pockets, a casual swagger in his step. I can’t shake the feeling of unease swirling inside me from the encounter with Emily. “What did you talk about in there?” I ask, my voice still carrying the worry from earlier.He glances back at me, his smirk returning. “Nothing big, just a little reality check for her,” he replies casually.“A reality check?” I repeat, my curiosity piquing. “What does that mean?”Sebastien shrugs, dismissing my concern. “Just making sure she understands the situation. She can’t keep being hysterical. It’s not good for her or you.”I roll my eyes. “I know that, but she’s still my best friend! I’m worried about her.”He looks at me with an intensity that makes me stop short. “And that’s why you need to give her some space. Trust me on this one.”I want to argue more, but I decide not to push it. The last thing I need is to turn this into an argument. So I

Sebastien's POV As I stand in the dim warehouse, the air thick with tension, a coldness washes over me. I can't believe the audacity of Michael and Elizabeth. They’re sitting there like they’ve done nothing wrong, casually threatening to take Aria away from me—as if they did the jobs properly.“Wait,” I call out, my voice echoing in the emptiness. Michael and Elizabeth pause, looking back at me with expressions of annoyance.“What now?” Michael snaps, impatience clear in his tone.I take a step forward, focusing on them. “You want to talk about what you've done for Aria? Let’s go over a few things.”Elizabeth narrows her eyes. “What are you talking about?”I don’t wait for her to interrupt. “Let’s start with Susan,” I say, my voice steady. “Remember the time she pushed Aria down the stairs when she was just a child? Lucky for Aria, she caught herself.”“That was an accident,” Michael argues, but I cut him off.“An accident? Really?” I scoff. “And what about the time she locked Aria i

Elizabeth's POVI stand in the living room, the tension is palpable as I feel the panic rising again. There’s got to be someone who can help us. Suddenly, it hits me—Aria might be the only person who can provide any useful information on Sebastien.“Michael, I’m going to call Aria,” I decide, my voice filled with urgency. She was my last option here.“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Michael asks, worry etching his features. “What if she doesn’t want to hear from you?”“I don’t care!” I snap, feeling a rush of determination. “I need to make her understand. She has to know what’s coming.”“Fine,” Michael concedes, but I can see he still feels reluctant. “Just be careful how you approach this.”I pull out my phone and look for a different number. I’ll use one that she won’t recognize, something to catch her off guard. I dial it and hold my breath as it rings.It’s answered quickly. “Hello?”“Aria?” I ask, my heart racing at the sound of her voice.“Who is this?” she replies, her tone c