All Chapters of Rebirth of the Spoiled Heiress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Rosewood Academy, September – First Day of the Fall TermThe scent of lilac and leather stung Ariella Kane’s nose before she even opened her eyes.It was familiar. Too familiar.Her silk sheets. The low hum of the city through double-glazed windows. The soft click of heels on marble in the hallway. Her mother’s perfume, floating in with the morning breeze.She bolted upright.This room—this body—it wasn’t right. It was hers, yes, but not the version she’d just left behind.Her fingers clutched the velvet comforter like a lifeline. Everything around her gleamed like it had been frozen in time. The arched mirrors. The stack of untouched Rosewood Academy uniforms on the armchair. Her phone screen lit up beside her, buzzing with a morning alert.September 5th. 6:02 AM. Monday.She stared.“No,” she whispered.Because she remembered dying. The flash of headlights. The brakes that never squealed. Melody’s voice, shaking—“I tried to warn you, I swear I didn’t know he’d go that far—”She reme

Rosewood Academy – MidweekAriella walked into school with her chin slightly raised, her steps quiet but steady.She wasn’t trying to make a scene. Not anymore.Let the others talk. Let Melody pretend nothing had changed.Because things had.Every move Ariella made now had a purpose.---8:00 AM – Library Before ClassTasha was already there, sitting near the window with two coffees and a stack of textbooks.“You really came,” she said, surprised but smiling.“I said I would,” Ariella replied, sliding into the seat across from her.She had spent years ignoring girls like Tasha—kind, quiet, invisible. Now, she saw something more important: loyalty that couldn’t be bought.They studied for thirty minutes, quietly going over world history notes and quiz flashcards. Ariella asked real questions. Tasha answered confidently, slowly growing more at ease.“You’re actually really smart,” Ariella said.Tasha blinked, then looked down shyly. “I just like reading.”“You should speak up more.”Tas

The music pulsed like a heartbeat as Ariella stepped into the massive Grey estate, her heels clicking on marble floors. Rosewood’s elite were already scattered across the grand hall—laughing, drinking, scheming. Crystal chandeliers sparkled above like stars, but Ariella knew there was nothing celestial about this night.This party was a battlefield.She adjusted her silk burgundy dress, the one that clung just enough to make people turn but not stare. Her hair was swept into effortless curls. She looked like she belonged. She always had. That was the thing about being reborn—you remembered exactly how to play the role.Ariella Kane didn’t need an invitation to walk into a lion’s den. She was raised by wolves.Her eyes scanned the room.Melody Monroe.There she was—wearing silver, radiant, already surrounded by people. Fake smile, fake laugh, fake warmth. Melody could charm a priest into sinning, and no one ever saw the snake underneath the sequins. Not yet.Ariella gave her a soft smi

The day after the re-audition announcement, Rosewood Academy felt electric with competition. Each hallway was lined with posters that advertised the Winter Present. Again, everyone previously cast had to try again.Melody did not, of course, feigning surprise at news she helped orchestrate.Ariella walked into the main building with her usual grace, while she ignored the stares and whispering groups. Razor-sharp was focus for her. She wasn’t just auditioning. Her comeback was at stake.She needed to do something other than that first, though.---He sat with crossed legs against the bench below the oak tree in back quad. Typing fast upon his tablet open, he had one earbud in—probably another code string for whatever app he was building this week.Ariella came near with one hand holding on to a water bottle, the other holding a protein bar.He didn’t look up.She spoke, putting them on the bench near him: “I saw you skip breakfast again.”He replied coldly, “I didn’t ask about that.”S