All Chapters of AFTER REBIRTH, I BECAME UNTOUCHABLE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“What sort of nonsense are you insinuating right now?” Rosie snapped, stepping in front of me and shoving me slightly behind her as she glared at the saleswoman. The movement was protective but I’ve gotten to learn that it only looked that way on the surface. I knew this feeling too well, the subtle shift in the air where one moment I’m slowly having control of the situation and the next everything has turned its head against me in the snap of a finger and it hits me like a whiplash. Moments where the entire world seemed to turn its back on me… and Rosie is standing in front just long enough to look like she cared. “We are customers,” Rosie continued, her voice rising. “We bought these items! Here’s our receipt! You don’t get to throw accusations around just because you misplaced something!” The saleswoman shook her head frantically, holding her hands together like she was the one being wronged. “That’s not how it is, ma’am. I counted everything myself. I would never accuse a cus

It felt like déjà vu. Every step she took. Every sharp turn as she pushed me aside and stood in front of the door, staring at us like we were the most disgusting things stuck to the bottom of her shoe. She was so bold. So predictable. For a second, it almost felt planned. Like I had stepped into a time machine and gone back to that day, the day she pointed at me in this same store and said I stole the bracelet. The day everyone stared. The day I stood there, unable to speak, while she made me look like a thief in front of the people I thought were my family But today? Today, I was ready. This time, she was the one walking straight into my trap. Rebecca flinched beside me. Her fingers tightened around the shopping bag until the paper crumpled. Panic flashed across her face. I turned to her and slowly lifted my hand, pressing my palm down in the air. I repeated the gesture until I was sure she had calmed down. Then I faced the saleswoman. “Is there a reason you’re suddenly bl

After my heart-to-heart conversation with Rebecca, something finally settled inside me. I was moving too fast. Yes, I was desperate to change our lives, desperate to leave Murkwood behind as quickly as humanly possible. But somewhere along the way, I forgot one important thing. I wasn’t leaving alone. While I had already made peace with the decision, the people coming with me were still trying to catch up emotionally. Rebecca… Mary… the children. To them, everything must have felt unreal, like a beautiful dream they were afraid to fully believe in, unsure whether waking up would mean losing it all. If I truly wanted this new life to work, then I couldn’t rush it. We needed to move forward carefully. One step at a time. I had to ease them into this transition, gently and patiently, so that when we finally reached the life waiting for us at the top… it would feel like it was meant to be ours. I exhaled slowly and turned to Rebecca. “Let’s go get the kids.” She blinke

Sitting on one of the plush couches in the waiting area of Sterling & Co. was a beautiful woman. Her back was perfectly straight, her posture calm and elegant as she smiled politely at anyone who happened to glance her way. There was just something about her. Something warm and inviting that made people want to approach her without even realizing it. It was almost as if a soft halo of kindness surrounded her. Her red hair was neatly gelled back. She wore a simple white dress paired with delicate green jewelry that made the color of her hair stand out even more. The whole look gave her an innocent, gentle appearance. This woman was Rosie Nelson. Even though a small part of her suspected that Alexander Sterling might refuse to see her, none of that worry showed on her face. She kept her calm smile, waiting patiently like someone who had all the time in the world. Then her phone buzzed and she glanced down to see the name Malcolm flash across her phone screen. The smile she had

Back in Murkwood, the three men exchanged uneasy glances. None of them seemed sure if they should chase me away or hear what I had to say. One of them leaned toward another and whispered something. The second man shook his head immediately, clearly ready to send me away but before he could speak, I slipped my hand into my bag and pulled out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills. Their conversation stopped instantly as I placed the money on the table in front of them waiting as their mouths dropped open. “Please,” I said. “I need to see him.” The money seemed to wipe away every doubt they had. All three of them jumped up at the same time, scrambling for the cash and nearly fighting over it before shoving the bills into their pockets. A strange, greedy smile spread across their faces. “Wait here,” one of them said quickly before rushing inside the canteen. I stayed where I was, holding my handbag tightly, only having to wait five minutes before the door suddenly burst open. A t