Novel & Cerita A Divorce After My Rebirth

Why? How much more cursed did this have to get? How much more pain until I could finally shut my eyes without fear? I thought that my rebirth was the universe's way of saying “here you go, make it right this time”, yet every turn led to a dead end. Every decision felt like a noose around my neck, and now my only way out was…Atlas? No. Not even him. He was self made,not an heir. Not eligible enough to save me from my nightmares and thrust me into his.

At last, I understood. The reason I was standing here now was that the Sea God burned his own divine soul to grant me this chance at rebirth. He feared that even with a second chance, I might still end up married to Loire, so he allowed Rhea to be reborn as well. He knew that once reborn, Rhea would surely vie to marry Loire. As I grasped all this, gazing upon the Sea God’s benevolent face, I fell to my knees and wept, releasing all the grievances of my past life.

The room stayed quiet after that confession and then he exhaled slowly. “That is unfortunate.” “Unfortunate?” He nodded once. “To return through murder is always harder.” “What does that mean?” I asked in confusion. “It means your second life was never going to be simple.” “Okay??" I asked as my curiosity heightened. “You returned because something was wrong.” “Yes.” “But returning does not automatically save you.” “I don’t understand.” “The reason for rebirth is correction.” He said as his eyes stayed fixed on mine. “You are given another chance to right what destroyed you.”

He looked like a fairytale prince, like the man I once trusted with my soul. Like he hadn’t ripped it out of my chest. My knees buckled, My father held me upright, whispering something I couldn’t hear over the pounding in my ears. And then everything began to make sense. The Moon Goddess answered me. She heard my prayer, she sent me back to take my revenge. I had just been reborn six years back, to my wedding day with Darren. To the very day I married the man who would kill me and his unborn child. To the moment I made the biggest mistake of my life.

“That’s actually what I was hoping to talk to you about tonight, Ruby.” “What do you mean?” “You’ve seemed different lately. Ever since you called off your wedding to Lucas and got engaged to Caleb of all people.” He raised his hands in mock innocence. “I know you’ve told me he isn’t as bad as he always seemed, but I just don’t understand.” “It’s hard to explain,” I said, looking away from him. How could I possibly explain everything, my rebirth, the visions of the past I keep seeing, and even his own violent death?

Maybe this was my second chance, some divine gift that allowed me to see my parents again, to speak with them one last time before moving on. But then, ehy is Sabrina here? She wasn’t supposed to be in the afterlife, was she? Sabrina was alive—she was there the whole time, wasn't she? This doesn't seem like the afterlife. And if all that just happened wasn’t a dream, then there could only be one explanation. I was reborn. I was back, four years ago, on the day of my 18th birthday. The day I first shifted. Three days before my parents’ death.

Teaching them to be strong, to be unafraid. I lowered my head, pressing a kiss to the crown of each tiny head, breathing in the scent of new life, fresh and perfect. My chest ached with love so sharp it was blissfully painful. Ruby’s voice thrummed through me again, clear and fierce: We are reborn. You, me, and them. And no one will take this from us. I nodded faintly, clutching them closer. I believed her; I wasn’t dying anymore, wasn’t broken. I was alive and reborn along with my children.

My stepsister killed me. All because her marriage fell apart and she couldn’t stand the sight of mine. She envied the glittering illusion of my “perfect” life—never realizing the truth about what my so-called perfect marriage really was. And luckily, the fate had given me another chance. I was reborn before everything happened. “Father, I want to marry Silas Vane.” The moment Lila spoke his name, a chill raced down my spine. I knew instantly—she had been reborn just like me.

He questioned, His mind raced with questions, but he remained attentive, waiting for her to explain. Fiona took a deep breath, her eyes searching Scott's face for any signs of judgment. "A rebirth is someone who has lived multiple lives, reincarnating into different bodies throughout history," she explained. "In each lifetime, a rebirth retains the memories and experiences of her past lives, but their physical appearance and identity change."

Why did he seem to assume that I'd forgive him for all the pain he inflicted upon me the moment he cut ties with Vivian? He was probably used to getting everything he wanted when it came to me. When it came to us. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, my very last shred of uncertainty disappeared. "Horace, do you know what was the thought that made me happiest, when I found out I was reborn?" His hands clenched tightly, and his entire body trembled. "I was so happy that I was given a chance to choose to leave your side." "Impossible!" He was utterly enraged, reaching to grab my shoulders tightly. "It's because of Carl, isn't it? What's so good about that man, for you to be so devot