Novel & Cerita Because This Is My First Life Review

he sounded incredulous. I took a deep breath and began to explain everything to him. "I was murdered in my previous life, Alvis. But then something incredible happened. I woke up again, and I was back. I was given a second chance in life. I had been reborn," I said. Alvis was silent for a long moment, trying to process everything I had just told him. "So you're telling me that you died and then came back?" he asked, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.

In this peaceful environment, I could not help but recall my initial remark on comprehending life. “I used to take everything for granted because I believed that my father would rescue me regardless of how much it would take,” I reflected. “I’ve been irresponsible because I had no burden or responsibilities back then, I used to party and live a carefree life all along because I didn't know the value of money as dad always took care of it for me, and now that he is gone, I have learned to be responsible, learned to value the money, learned to become responsible and after the birth of Pierre, learned to live my life only for my son. That is how my life works now. The old me is gone for good an

Bo Ra said, “Nope I am serious. You are my first love.” Hyun Joo said, “Hey! Don’t lie to console me.” Bo Ra said, “Do you remember my aunt’s marriage. That’s where I first met you. I fall for you at my first sight. But I don’t have any chances to confess you at that time. And I forget you when I grown up.” Hyun Joo said, “Oh! You love me back then. But why don’t you tell me this before?” Bo Ra said, “I don’t think to tell you this. I really liked you before. And I still like you.”

"I see, you're still unhappy. But that's the truth. There's almost nothing impossible in this world. A lot of impossible things can possibly happen.” "Then how did you reincarnate?" "I don't know either. The only thing I can remember is the back of two men and a woman carrying me and leaving me to the current guild master's house. Imagine the shock I've experienced after dying and living a life again so suddenly. All my memories were still on me but my life was already different. In the past, I was just a lowly orphan who became an apprentice of a great person but then I died and when I woke up, I suddenly turned into a baby of an unfamiliar family. Because of my memories, I strived to do be

"I just want to be here with you. In this quiet morning before reality intrudes." He smiled and pulled me even closer, until I was practically lying on top of him. "I can work with that," he said. I rested my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "This feels like the first real morning of my new life," I said softly, my voice still feeling new and powerful every time I used it. "New life?" Callum asked. "The old one ended when I died," I explained. "The in-between one was when I came back but was still hiding and planning and pretending. This one, right now, is real. No more secrets. No more hiding. Just me, actually living instead of just surviving."

I couldn't help but wonder if she'd slipped something bad into it. This time around, I didn't dare touch it. I slid the jar back to her. "You can have it." After watching her finish it, I went back to my bedroom and dabbed some moisturizer on my face to test my suspicion. In no time, dark spots bloomed across my skin, in the exact same places as the ones on Mirabelle's face. As I expected, things hadn't changed even though I was given a second chance at life. I recalled how, in my previous life, the more skincare I used, the more spots and wrinkles I developed, as if I had aged 20 years overnight.

I stared at myself in the mirror as I fixed my make up and hair. I am wearing a casual yet elegant looking outfit for my dinner with Cale. The memories where I went on my first date with Damian often came to mind. And I hate the fact that I kept remembering it. My phone pings abruptly so I picked it up to check my notifications. It's just random people tagging and privately messaging me. Some are asking for my side of the story and some are just plainly hating me. I turned my phone to ‘do not disturb’ and shut it down.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

I let the water fill up to the brim, covering my naked body so I could wash away the filthiness of my body. Why can’t things just go the normal way for once? When I thought I would finally rise to the top, my hope came crumbling down. All these things happening felt like I was living a new life, with no idea how to navigate everything. All this never happened in my past life and now, I felt my rebirth was a joke. As I was lost in my thoughts, my phone lit up and I sat up in the tub to look at it. It was a message from Kent and I frowned.

I think I must be losing my mind because her eyes look accusatory when I look at her long enough. I didn’t recognize the number, but the message had me sitting up in bed with a start. ‘Did you know that your wife killed your first life? Maybe you should have a talk with your housekeeper, the old one.’ I read and reread it countless times, trying to make sense of it. There was a loud humming sound in my ear, and I thought I would pass out from the raw emotions I felt.