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, that was a lie from the pit of hell. Reality slammed back into me, this man had lied to me, manipulated me, played me like a fool. And now, The very journal he had made specially for me, the one meant to hold my dreams will be the one used to plan his downfall. Just then a sudden sharp pain cut through my stomach and then it hit me— I am pregnant. In my past life I had been four months along and on this very day, I had lost my baby.

I couldn't help but wonder if Calvin would regret that decision once he was publicly embarrassed. … It was just as it was in my past life. The banquet was held at our villa and it was attended by prominent figures from various industries. I had made sure that reporters were stationed outside the villa's entrance when Callum made his grand entrance in his Bentley, fully intending to blow the situation up as much as possible. It had been years since I had last seen him, and Callum had indeed matured into a competent heir. He was capable of handling matters on his own. He was the center of attention as soon as he arrived at the banquet. It was absurd how Calvin, with his face bearing no resembl

Grandfather Thomas boasted, gesturing proudly with his cane. "Nonsense, Thomas! Look at that stance! That's pure Monteverde tactical agility right there, hahaha!" Grandfather Rodolfo countered, laughing heartily. "Both of you stop corrupting my nephew!" Vivi shouted from a sunbed nearby, wearing dark sunglasses while sipping a cocktail alongside Mrs. Ann Smith. Watching our family laugh, bicker, and thrive in total peace brought a sudden wave of emotion to my eyes. I remembered where I started—a betrayed, broken girl who died in cold darkness, reborn with a heart filled with nothing but cold, bloody vengeance. I had thought my second life would be consumed entirely by war and bloodshed.

Even if she was finally kicked out of the Sanchez family and had nothing in her career and family, they still refused to let her go. In the end, they slaughtered and killed her. This hatred never ends. Fortunately, God took pity on her and let her be reborn, and it happened to be the night when she was framed to have an accident. Unlike before the rebirth, she didn't lose herself at the beginning. Now that the decline has been reversed, she must live a wonderful life when she is reborn. And those who harmed her, she would not let any of them go. The familiar but long-lost phone rang, Ashley was startled for a while, and then she took out the phone from her bag.

Well, now something is reborn within me. Let my hope blaze, sweet invisible light, Now it shall burn with flames, Within the eternal night, Its heat shall burn bright with a will nothing will ever tame And if I fall or rise, I will do it on my own. “I need these glamour potions and the smell inhibitor again. I have to become a new person, Stine, with a new appearance, scent everything. I was ready to once again be reborn and this time nothing would make me fall.” The angel of revenge is back and she wants flames/fire.

Even Draco seemed like a changed person—smiling and happy to see me, a side of him I had rarely experienced. As I sat there, Hera’s fragmented memories swirled, leaving me confused. Draco was an only child, so why were they calling themselves her parents? My mind scrambled for answers but found none. A voice whispered, Revenge. I bit my lip, bitterness spreading through me. As I listened to their conversation and answered their questions, I swore to make them suffer double what I had endured, until the anger in my heart subsided.

In a world teetering on the edge of collapse, I wasn't about to stake my life on his sense of morality. Perhaps when I tried hard to get back to him, he was already wearing a mask of sadness, telling everyone that I was dead. After all, Lina was his first love, his soulmate, the one he would never forget, no matter what. The distant howls of the undead grew louder, yet a strange calm settled over me. I had already been forged in fire. The relentless cruelty of my past life had stripped me of illusions and honed my survival instincts to the extreme.

Mother watched her with eyes wide open. - I am the woman who was reborn after her mate drowned her. Moon Goddess blessed me with immunity to the magic and other gifts. I was reborn to save my people and get revenge on those who hurt me. I thought I knew who I should blame for my suffering. But now I see that I was wrong all this time. - Katherine looked at the highest witch. Mother was watching her with utter shock. - Camille.- She whispered.

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.

Her last few words stayed with me: "Ethan, I love you and believe in you, and even if I had to come back to life a thousand times, I would choose you, and if we are ever reborn, come find me and know that I am always waiting for you. Those words hit me hard—and then she vanishes. The battlefield dissolves, and suddenly, I’m standing in the grand throne hall of the palace I used to call home. The golden walls shimmer in the sunlight, banners of Ether proudly hanging above the court. My father, King Gainos, is on his throne—strong and noble, his armor still showing the signs of battle. His crown shines like firelight, and next to him is my grandmother, Queen Dowager Lunice, regal and icy, her