Killed And Reborn, I Found True Love
June 15th stared back at her, impossible and undeniable.
"This cannot be real," she whispered.
But her body knew the truth even if her mind was still struggling to accept it. She was back. Somehow, impossibly, she had traveled back in time. Or been reborn. Or given a second chance by whatever force governed life and death. The how did not matter. What mattered was that she was here, alive, with a whole year of knowledge about what Eric and Lisa were planning.
A whole year to stop them.
The bedroom door opened and Nyla nearly jumped out of her skin. A woman in a gray uniform stepped inside carrying a breakfast tray. Margaret, the housekeeper who had worked for them since they moved into this