Reborn To My Engagement Night Novel Novels & Stories

“Oh that, yes, I change my mind; you should definitely let your old life affect your present,” he said, making Jenna believe that the man was just as clueless as he looked and he was just messing with her, so she took a step back intending to leave.“Wait!” the old man called out, causing her to pause in her tracks.“What do you want?” she asked.“Your enemy, the one you want to run away from, is back,” the old man said, suddenly shedding his earlier playful demeanor; he now had a powerful aura.Jenna, who seemed to know what he was talking about, ran away like someone was pursuing her; she did not stop until she entered her car, and then she started hyperventilating.Did that mean Rio was alive;

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My parents standing there, watching me burn just so they could steal the Peterson family inheritance that rightly belonged to me. I squeezed my eyes shut to stop the memories playing in my mind like a mocking reel. I was not crazy. It had all been real. Every bit of the pain, the betrayal, and the fire. I had died in that wreckage. But somehow, I was back. Heaven—or maybe hell—had answered my final promise. I was reborn on the exact day my nightmare began. A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. “Kira? Darling, are you awake?”

My fingers trembled on the edge of reality as a thousand memories surged into my mind…hospital, betrayal, blood, the staircase, his hands, my death. I was back. Two years before. Back to the very day I said yes. He waited with his eyes bright with anticipation, the same eyes that once watched me fall. I swallowed the bile in my throat. My heart hammered in my chest but not from love, but from clarity. This wasn’t fate. This was my rebirth. And I would rewrite the ending. "Yes." I said as I smiled. His face lit up as he leaned in to kiss me. I let him but behind my lashes, I didn’t see my future husband…I saw a man already dead.

"Aaron, you know I don't care about things like that. I just want to focus on what I love. Still, I'd be happy if my sister finally wants to repair our relationship." I smiled, though it did not reach my eyes. I looked past the crowd until I spotted Letitia approaching with an elderly woman. Some of the tension eased from my shoulders. "Perfect timing," I said as I stepped forward and pointed at the woman. "Do you remember her, Rebecca? She was the chief nursing officer who accepted 10,000 dollars from your mother to switch our birth records eighteen years ago. Because of that, you grew up in luxury while I was left in the poorest neighborhood."

That the thing he had spent thirteen years and an incalculable amount of money and one daughter’s childhood keeping buried was no longer buried. I picked up my book. My hands were completely steady. Outside the library window the city moved in its indifferent, continuous way. The surface had cracked. Now we waited for the pieces to fall.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Adam’s P.O.V I knew I couldn’t avoid them forever. I just didn’t expect Mum to be this persistent. I was at least hoping to make the merger with The Malloy Holdings before I informed my parents on my recent engagement. Even the thought of those words sounded wrong in my ears. The whole thing is wrong, I just hoped it would be worth it.

Their attention hits me like a storm and instinctively, I grip his arm tighter, fingers trembling against the fabric of his suit, holding him as if he is the only anchor in a world spinning too fast. I don’t know who he is. But everyone else seems to. And somewhere deep inside, beneath fear and confusion and the weight of everything I’ve lost— a chilling truth settles in my bones. I am not here by accident. I am here because he chose me. And whatever this night is… it isn’t a beginning. It feels like the continuation of something I don’t remember— something darker than my nightmares. “Tonight, we celebrate the engagement of Rosie and Rhys Rathore.”

He was lifting his fist for another blow when I grabbed his arm. "Let it go, Nate." With this second chance at life, all I wanted was to properly make up for my poor son. As for Judy, I'd deal with her eventually—but there was no rush. That night, we completed the transfer to another hospital. While packing up in the hospital room, I overheard whispers from behind the curtain next door. My sister tried to lower her voice, but her excitement was impossible to hide. "I've been reborn. My son, Phillip, will become a big boss in the future."