In Another Life 소설 & 이야기

I was just about to swipe my WhatsApp away when I noticed a little red dot on my contacts list. I tapped it open and saw a notification from an unknown number. The profile picture was a man's side profile, standing before a snowcapped mountain. The text read, 'Hello Ms. Shepherd, I'm Matteo Lombardi, a friend of Eugene's. I heard you're looking for a personal trainer?' I thought about it for a moment and accepted. I didn't do it because I wanted to start a new relationship, but because it felt like the right time to meet new people. It was time for me to form new friendships, socialize with new circles, and have a completely new life.

"I'm not saying I do love you. I don't. Five years of distance killed that possibility. I'm just saying... in another life, maybe." The words land with strange weight. In another life. "In another life," I say slowly, "I think I would have chosen differently too. Not you, necessarily. But someone I wanted. Not someone I was told to want." "That's good enough." He picks up his empty wine glass. "We'll get divorced. We'll both be free. We'll both figure out how to choose instead of just enduring. Deal?" "Deal." At the door, he pauses. "Claire?"

"I'm not your sister anymore. The woman you knew died from silver nitrate poisoning." Those words made their eyes redden further. Anthony even dropped to his knees. "It was all my fault. I'm begging for your forgiveness." "Are you trying to force me?" Their actions filled me with nothing but disgust. "I've made myself clear. I don't want to be your sister anymore, and I certainly don't want to be William's mate. I just want to be Patricia Jenkins. Seeing you here now makes me sick!" Pain flashed across their faces after they heard that.

A small, messy, human web of connection. “THIS IS THE LIFE YOU PURCHASED WITH YOUR DEATH,” the administrator murmured. “THE ONE I HAVE BEEN HOLDING FOR YOU. ALL THIS. YOUR SECOND CHANCE.” The tug in my chest synced with the images, each beat of that other‑me’s heart tugging at this‑me like a tide. I understood, finally, what it was holding over me. Not abstract “rebirth.” Not some vague idea of “you get another shot.” *This.* Concrete.

“What do you mean, a second life?” I swallowed, my chest feeling tight. I had wanted to say this for a long time, but I always held back. Now, when our world was calm, perhaps it was time. “Kaelos...” my voice trembled. “There's something you need to know. About... who I really am.” He looked at me seriously now, his body slightly rising, one hand still holding my fingers. “You look at me as if this is something big.” “It is.” I took a deep breath. “I’m not just Seraphina Luminara, the person you know now. I lived before… in another life.”

She didn't say a single word, refusing to give me the satisfaction of asking. "I'll tell you the truth," I continued, stepping an inch closer. "Do you know people can die and return?" I asked. I watched her closely, and even through her rage, I could see a brief flash of confusion ripple across her face. "This is my second time around. My second life," I said, a dark smile touching my lips. "In the last life, you tortured me. You made my life absolute hell just because I was better than you, more beautiful and smarter . You killed me on a lonely, desolate road. In that last life, you married Dario, but you were miserable, and you ended up destroying the entire Valteri family. But guess w

When my senses slowly returned, I noticed a small stream of blood was trickling out of my ear. "You killed my mother!" she screamed raspily. "What did you say to her? Why was she overstimulated? The kidney transplant was a success! She could have lived a few more years. She hadn't even seen her grandchild yet!" A heartbroken Henry wiped Josephine's tears away. "Amnesia isn't a reason for you to kill Delilah. If you don't like me, then come at me. Why take it out on her?" I clutched my right ear, but the blood kept trickling through the cracks between my fingers. "I didn't say anything."

Her voice shook as she spoke to hundreds of thousands of viewers. "My husband and I grew up together. My dad died saving his life. That woman has no shame! She tried to seduce my husband…" I lifted my gaze and looked at Miles, steady and cold. He fumbled and shut the stream off, guilt written all over his face. "She's making things up. You have to trust me." I gave a short, dismissive laugh and picked up my phone, dialing. "Hello, I'd like to file a report for defamation…"

Before she could decipher the hidden meaning behind my words, I got up from my seat and waved goodbye to her. When I reached near the gate, I could hear the whispers and the commotion going in the cafe because of the sudden death of a poor old lady. My men took her with them to take care of her body. "Rest In Peace, Amanda," I said and glanced one last time at the happy Khanna couple and thought, "Only a few days and then I will be the powerful man in the country. I will not have to live in hiding anymore then." I smiled thinking about my bright future and moved towards my car to work on my plan, my plan of Sweet Yet Torturous Revenge.

-Ariana Grande * * * CALLIE "We have to get back to Canada." I announced. I was currently in Mateo's office. We were discussing some stuff about our new life. I cannot believe that I am saying 'new life' as if I had many lives. Well, when you think about it, I indeed had many lives. The one before Mateo, the one with Mateo, then one after Mateo, and finally, this one again with Mateo. You could say that my life is messed up. "No." He simply replied, leaving no space for question.