All Chapters of She Died as His Wife, Returned as His Nightmare: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The morning sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting soft gold streaks across the sheets. The first thing I felt was the brush of his lips on my forehead gentle, unhurried, like a whisper that said I love you without words. Dave. My heart always fluttered a little when he did that.He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear and murmured, “Sleep a little more, my love,” before leaving for work. The room felt quiet after the door closed. Too quiet. I sighed, rolling onto the pillow he had just used it still carried his scent, that warm, earthy fragrance that always calmed me.Moments later, the nanny’s frantic knock broke my calm.“Ma’am, the twins… they won’t stop crying.”I sat up immediately. The second I held them, their wails faded into soft hiccups. I smiled. “Oh, my angels,” I whispered, cradling their tiny faces. They always felt like little miracles pressed against my chest. As I nursed them, I glanced at the small drawer near the bed, something red caught my eye.A b

Dave’s POVThe laughter, the lights, the noise it all blurred.The mask party had gone from wild to dizzying, and I could barely tell if I was drunk or if the champagne had been spiked. My head spun, but one thing was clear I couldn’t find Rachel.Betty appeared beside me, dressed in black silk, her mask glittering under the dim chandeliers.She smiled the kind of smile that always meant trouble. “You look tense, Dave,” she said, brushing a hand across my chest.“I’m fine,” I muttered, my voice thick from the drink. “Just… looking for Rachel.”She laughed, low and slow. “Rachel is fine. Relax, have a drink with me.”I tried to pull away, but she caught my tie, tugging me closer until I could feel her breath on my face.Something felt off too close, too intimate.“Betty…” I warned.She didn’t stop. Her hand slid to my jaw as she leaned in. Her lips almost touched mine and something inside me snapped awake.I pushed her hard, stumbling back. “You don’t smell like Rachel,” I said, voic

Dave’s POVMorning came quietly. Too quietly.I woke up with Rachel’s name already on my lips. She was still curled on her side, hair spread across the pillow, her face soft, peaceful. For a second, I smiled.She needs rest, I told myself.I slipped out of bed, took a quick shower, water pounding against my back as my thoughts replayed the night before. The mask party. The chaos. Josh’s words. That look on Rachel’s face when everything collapsed.I dried off fast and went back to the bedroom.She was still sleeping.I walked closer. “Rachel,” I murmured, brushing her hair back gently. No response. I tapped her shoulder lightly. “Hey… wake up, love.”Nothing.My chest tightened.I shook her hand a little more firmly. “Rachel.”Still nothing.Fear hit me like a punch to the gut.“Rachel!” My voice cracked as I shook her harder now. Her body moved with the motion, limp, unresponsive.No. No. No.My hands trembled as I pressed my fingers to her neck, searching desperately for a pulse. I

Rachel’s mother's POV The floor was cold against my cheek, but the fire in my body was hotter than pain. I tried to crawl. I don’t even know how my body moved after the first shot, but I dragged myself forward, nails scraping tiles, teeth clenched so hard my jaw hurt. “Please,” I begged, my voice breaking. “They’re just babies.” One of the gunmen turned back, irritation flashing in his eyes. I lunged. He kicked me hard in the stomach. The air left my lungs in a sharp, ugly sound. I folded over, gasping, but still, I reached out. Another kick. This time to my ribs. I screamed. “Enough,” the second gunman said impatiently, already holding one of the twins against his chest. “We have what we came for.” The first man lifted the gun again. “No—!” I cried. The shot rang out. My leg burned like it was on fire. I collapsed fully this time, my body refusing to move, blood soaking into the floor. I watched helplessly as they turned their backs on me. The twins’ cries echoed in

My phone rang at the worst possible moment I remember staring at the hospital corridor wall as if it had personally offended me the white paint blurred under the fluorescent lights my fists still trembling from everything Rachel had just said to me and then the sound cut through the silence sharp cold merciless I almost didn’t pick it up But something in my chest tightened something ugly and instinctive, and I answered “Talk, l shouted ” For a second, there was only breathing Then, a female voice slipped through the speaker smoothly and almost playful “We have your child” Immediately, the world stopped around me with dies words. I swear to God, everything inside me froze my heartbeat, my breath, my thoughts. I didn’t understand what I had just heard “What did you say” My voice came out low, but it was shaking, and I hated that it was shaking She laughed softly the kind of laugh that made your skin crawl, a type that robbed it down that you couldn't do anything about. “I sa