All Chapters of REBORN TO REWRITE MY FATE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Chapter 61: The dress

The corridor outside her bedroom was quiet compared to the chaos on the other side of the door.She leaned against the wall and felt the smile on her face doing whatever it wanted for once, nobody watching, nobody to perform composure for."You booked the reservation already," she said."Three days ago," he said. "The stylist confirmed this morning. She is expecting you tomorrow at ten.""You did not tell me," she said."I wanted it to be ready before I mentioned it," he said. "I do not like mentioning things that are not ready."She looked at the ceiling.This man."Is there anything else you have quietly arranged without telling me?" she said.A brief pause that carried something close to amusement."Possibly," he said."Adrian.""The florist," he said. "And the string quartet. Both confirmed. Both chosen based on what you told me you wanted at dinner three weeks ago when you did not realize I was paying attention."She stood in the corridor with the phone against her ear and felt t

Chapter 62: Still

Nobody moved for a long moment.Helen stood with her measuring tape forgotten in her hands.Ren sat perfectly upright in her chair, her expression arranged into something neutral that was costing her considerable effort.The room held the particular quality of a space that understood something significant was happening inside it and had decided to stay out of the way.Adrian had not moved from the doorway.He was still looking at her.Not the assessing look she had grown used to over the past year, the one that calculated and filed and updated in real time.This was something else entirely.Something that had no professional component left in it at all.His hand was still on the doorframe and his eyes had not left her face, and he looked, for the first time since she had known him, like a man who had been completely caught off guard by something and had not yet decided what to do about it.Valerie looked back at him."You were not supposed to be here until noon," she said."I finished

Chapter 63: The bridal shower

The bridal shower was held in a private suite on the hotel's third floor, the evening before the wedding. Ren had planned every detail with the focused enthusiasm of someone who understood that this was her moment to perform loyalty at its highest level. Fairy lights crossed the ceiling. A long table dressed in white and gold stretched through the center of the room. Champagne waited in crystal glasses, and a three-tier cake decorated with delicate sugar flowers stood at the far end. It was genuinely beautiful. Valerie arrived to find Sonia already wearing a sash that read BRIDE SQUAD in gold lettering. "Three minutes late," Sonia announced. "We are docking points." "It is my bridal shower," Valerie said. "Nobody is exempt from the rules." --- The first hour ran on laughter and games

Chapter 64: The morning after

The cake photograph was everywhere by seven in the morning. Not because anyone had planned it that way. Simply because Arnold had taken the photograph at exactly the right moment and sent it to exactly three people before going to bed. Those three people had sent it to others. By seven, the image of Ren standing upright with frosting covering her face and a sugar flower sitting in her hair had worked its way through every social circle that mattered in the city. The caption attached to it by the time it reached Sonia's phone read: The maid of honor met the cake. The cake won. Sonia sent it to Valerie with fourteen crying-laughing emojis and a single message. I cannot. I genuinely cannot. --- Valerie was already awake. She sat at the desk in h

Chapter 65: The wedding

The gardens were perfect. Not in the manufactured way of things forced into perfection, but in the way of something that had simply been given the right conditions and become what it was always meant to be. The estate's lawns stretched wide and green beneath a clear June sky. White chairs stood in careful rows. An arch woven with white roses and trailing greenery waited at the end of the aisle. Beyond it, the lake caught the afternoon sunlight, indifferent and beautiful. Two hundred guests filled the seats by three o'clock. Harold Lead sat in the front row. He had arrived before most of the guests and now sat with his hands folded in his lap, his posture straight, his eyes fixed on the arch with the particular stillness of a man who had waited a long time for something and intended to be fully present when it arrived. --- Th

Chapter 66: The reception

The main hall had been transformed. String lights stretched across the ceiling in warm lines that made the space feel like something between a garden and a dream. Round tables dressed in ivory linen filled the room. White roses and trailing greenery mirrored the ceremony arch, while candlelight softened every face it touched. Two hundred guests filled the hall with the warm noise of a celebration that had earned itself. Valerie and Adrian spent the early part of the reception moving through the room together, accepting congratulations from guests who delivered them with varying degrees of warmth and sincerity. Valerie received them all with the same gracious composure. Harold found them first. He did not make a speech or gather attention. He simply appeared at Adrian's shoulder, shook his son's hand with both of his, then looked at Valerie. "Goo

Chapter 67: The Tray

Valerie noticed the steward first.A young man in the hotel's uniform, moving carefully through the crowd with a tray holding two flutes of champagne, his eyes flicking toward Ren near the bar before he continued on.She did not know what it meant.She had not seen anything like this happen before, not in any version of this night she carried in her memory. It was simply the quietness that caught her attention first. Ren had been too still for the past few minutes, watching the steward with the particular focus of someone waiting for confirmation that an instruction had been followed correctly.Valerie watched the steward approach her.He offered her a flute with a small bow.She took it.Something about the way he had spoken to Ren before crossing the room settled uneasily in her chest, a feeling with no clear shape to it yet, just instinct pulling at something she could not name.She set the glass down on a nearby table without drinking from it.---A few minutes later, she signaled

Chapter 68: The First Night

The reception wound down close to midnight.Guests drifted toward their cars and their hotel rooms in slow, contented waves, the string lights dimming gradually as the staff began the quiet work of clearing tables, the music finally falling silent after one last song that Adrian had requested specifically, something slow that he had pulled her close for without explanation.She had not asked what it meant.She had simply rested her head against his shoulder and let the song finish.Their suite was on the top floor, a quiet corner away from the noise of the reception hall below, the city skyline visible through wide windows that someone had thoughtfully left uncurtained.Adrian closed the door behind them, and the sound of it shutting carried a particular finality that neither of them rushed to fill with words.She stood for a moment near the window, looking out at the lights scattered across the dark city, feeling the weight of the day finally settling into something she could hold ra

Chapter 69: The scream

The scream tore through the hotel just after one in the morning.Valerie woke instantly, Adrian already sitting up beside her, both of them listening as the sound repeated, sharper the second time, followed by raised voices and the heavy scramble of doors opening down the corridor."That came from the lower floor," Adrian said, already reaching for a robe.They were not the only ones who heard it.By the time Valerie stepped into the corridor, doors were opening all along the hallway, guests stumbling out in various states of undress, drawn by the particular pitch of a scream that meant something had gone terribly wrong.She understood before she had even reached the stairs.---The pieces had been sitting quietly in her mind since the reception: the steward, the tray, the strange flush across Ren's face, Anthony's sudden disappearance she had noticed and not mentioned.She had not known the full shape of it then.She understood it completely now, descending the stairs with Adrian's h

Chapter 70: The Morning After

By morning, the photographs were already moving.Nobody knew exactly who had sent the first one, but by seven o'clock the images from the previous night had reached every guest who had attended the wedding and several who had not, the particular efficiency of scandal travelling faster than any official statement ever could.Anthony and Ren tangled in sheets neither of them had chosen to share.Charlotte's face frozen in horror at the doorway.Diane's furious demand for privacy arriving several hours too late to matter.Valerie saw it first through Sonia, who appeared at her hotel room door just after eight with her phone already in hand and an expression caught somewhere between horror and barely contained scandal."Val," Sonia said. "You need to see this.""I already know," Valerie said."You knew last night," Sonia said slowly. "Did you know it was going to be this bad?"Valerie looked at the photograph on Sonia's screen, at Ren's face caught mid-panic, at Anthony beside her looking

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