Healing

After her first love died, Sophia Hayes hated me for ten years. I tried to win back her favor every day, but she only responded with cold sneers. "If you really want to make me happy, why don't you just die?" Her words were like daggers to my heart. It was a shock when she died in a pool of blood while trying to save me from an oncoming truck. With her final gaze fixed on me, she whispered, "If only I had never met you." Her mother was inconsolable with grief at the funeral. "I should have let Sophia be with Ethan Brooks. I never should have forced her to marry you!" Her father also looked at me with hatred in his eyes. "Sophia saved your life three times. She was such a wonderful person. Why couldn't it have been you who died instead?" Everyone regretted that Sophia had married me—myself included. I was driven away from the funeral, completely devastated. Three years later, I traveled back to the past after a time machine was invented. This time, I chose to sever all connections with Sophia, giving everyone the version of history they truly desired.

My stepson pushes me down from the second floor, all because I accidentally break a bowl. He stands over me, looking down with a cold, emotionless gaze. "You're just a stand-in my grandfather forced on us. Don't even think about replacing my mother!" I stare up at the boy I've raised for eight years, and his indifference cuts deeper than any wound. Blood slowly trickles down from my forehead. Fighting through the pain, I dial a number. "Whatever debt I owed has been paid. It's time for me to leave." Coincidentally, I already have the divorce agreement that his father has signed.

I woke up staring at divorce papers—from the guy I'd crushed on all through college. My name. His. Right there on the page. He said I cheated. Last thing I remembered? Getting ready to finally tell him how I felt at our graduation party. Now suddenly, we've got a four-year-old. And him? He looked at me like I was some rando off the street. No trace of the sweet, soft guy I used to know. Just ice. What did I miss? What the hell happened in the last five years?

My husband, Finn Dawson, and I get into a car crash on our way home for the holidays. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back to before Finn and I started dating. In my past life, we were married for seven years. We got along well enough, yet he refused to give me a child. Only later did I find out it was because he was still hung up on his true love. Now that I've been reborn, I decide to give him what he wants. He and I delete each other's numbers and keep our distance. We choose wholly different paths in this life. Seven years later, Finn becomes one of the world's best traders. He and his true love, Yvonne Gray, make things official during a class reunion. When he sees that I'm alone, he can't help but mock me. "I know I'm the one you love most, despite living two lives, Sylvia. You don't have to keep waiting around for me, though." I ignore him and hold my son's hand. The blood drains from Finn's face when he sees this, and his eyes turn bloodshot. He snarls, "Didn't you say you would love me forever? Didn't you say you would only have my children?"

Without Kaelen's knowledge, I had his little plaything sent out of North America. That same night, he cast a blood-vine curse on my parents, banishing them to the wilds—a wasteland prowled by rogues. He was going to trade my parents' lives for the whereabouts of his plaything. Kaelen pushed a communication crystal in front of me. Inside it, my parents were ensnared by blood-red vines, the thorns digging deep into their flesh. Drops of dark crimson blood fell, one by one, onto the barren earth. A countdown timer pulsed in stark red digits on their chests. 23:59:59 23:59:58 He sat across from me, a black suit tailored to perfection molded to his lean, powerful frame. His long fingers tapped a light, steady rhythm on the solid wood table, as if he were waiting for a trivial business deal to close. "Estelle, you have twenty-four hours." His voice was low and calm, laced with a venomous tenderness. "Tell me, where did you send Cassandra?"

เจ้าไฟ อนาลา ศิลาหัตร์ทัย >อายุ 29-30< [-หัวร้อนเอาแต่ใจไม่ชอบให้ใครมาเถียงหรือขัดใจ-] เขาพาเธอมา ก็เพื่อแผนการแก้แค้น แต่ทว่าหัวใจดันกระโดดลงไปเล่นในเกมนี้ด้วย ทำให้เส้นทางมาเฟียที่จะได้เป็นต้องเลี้ยวกะทันหัน และเกือบเสียหลักเพราะโดนพ่อตาสั่งกระทืบ แก้มขวัญ กีรติกร >อายุ 19-20< [-นิสัยคล้ายเด็ก ดื้อ ชอบเถียง ขี้อ้อน หลอกง่าย-] วันนั้นที่เขาช่วยชีวิต เธอจึงหวังว่าเขาจะเป็นที่พึ่งสุดท้ายและเป็นคนที่จะสามารถปกป้องเธอได้ " ฉันชอบคนที่ฟังคำสั่งฉัน!! แต่เธอกลับดื้อด้าน ชอบทำให้ฉันโมโห!!! "

"อึก ศิลาอย่าทำฉันเลย ฮือๆ ปล่อยฉันไปเถอะนะ" "ถ้าปล่อย แล้วเธอจะกลับมาคบกับฉันไหม?"

ชีวิตผมกำลังอยู่ในเส้นระหว่างความเป็นกับความตายแต่แค่เพียงลมพายุพัดกระหน่ำท้องฟ้าวิปริตแปรปรวนเสียงร้องคำรามของสัตว์สี่ขาและเสียงร้องเอะอะของผู้ร้ายก็ดังสลับกับเสียงร้องหวยโหยก็ดังขึ้นมาพร้อมๆกับสัตว์สี่ขาร่างกายใหญ่โตลายพาดกลอนและเขี้ยวแหลมของมัน บ่งบอกได้ชัดเจนว่ามัน คือ 'เสือ'

เธอที่ชีวิตยากลำบากมาตั้งแต่เด็กก็ไม่รู้ว่าโชคชะตาอยากช่วยหรือเกลียดเธอกันแน่ที่ให้เธอมาเจอกับเขา ฟอลคอร์รองหัวหน้าแก๊งมาเฟียที่เห็นผู้หญิงเป็นแค่ของสะสม "เก็บปากดีๆ ของเธอไว้ร้องชื่อฉันดีกว่าลลิตา"

"Kau bukanlah putri kandung kami. Kau tertukar saat berada di rumah sakit." Sejak kecil Danastri tak pernah mengetahui alasan dirinya diabaikan, tak dipedulikan dan keluarga yang bersikap dingin padanya hingga suatu hari datanglah sosok gadis angkuh yang menggantikan posisinya. Danastri hanyalah anak yang tertukar hingga warisan dari sang kakek jatuh ke tangannya secara mutlak. Keluarganya tak terima dan berusaha menyingkirkan Danastri dengan cara melenyapkan gadis itu selamanya. Namun rencana mereka gagal, Danastri diselamatkan oleh musuh bebuyutan sang ayah. Danastri disembunyikan, dirawat dan dibangkitkan dari reruntuhan luka dan pengkhianatan. Di balik semua itu ada Widipa, pria yang dingin dan penuh rahasia. Dia menyelamatkan Danastri, tetapi tak ada seorang pun yang tahu jika keluarganya menyimpan luka masa lalu terhadap keluarga Danastri. Danastri dan Widipa bekerjasama menghancurkan keluarga Wirajaya. Namun satu hal yang tak mereka ketahui, ada surat warisan kedua yang harus dibuka saat Danastri berusia dua puluh lima tahun. Mengapa surat itu justru ada di tangan Widipa? Mampukah Danastri menghancurkan keluarga angkatnya? Siapa yang akan benar-benar hancur saat semua rahasia terbongkar—mereka atau dirinya sendiri?