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David reached it first. He opened it slowly while Ryan watched beside him. Then his entire expression changed. “What?” I asked quietly. David looked at me. For the first time since this started.. he looked genuinely unsettled. “Mia…” He handed me the paper. My fingers shook slightly taking it. Only one sentence was typed across the page. The second time hurts worse. My blood ran cold instantly. Did somebody else know about my rebirth, did they know i came back, my legs moved on there own.

I sometimes wonder what in the ever loving f**k would he do that. I didn't even know how I got the chance to be back fifteen years in the past when I was twenty five and her twenty two. All I know is that I vowed to take revenge on my brother for all the wrong he did her and that if there is another chance at life I won't let her get away. I guess I didn't think the marriage thing properly but hey it is what it is I remember the exact moment I realized I was reborn... well sort of reborn...

“Then let’s disappear before anyone notices.” Together, they moved into the shadows, leaving the glittering hall behind. The music and laughter of the wedding faded as Ava’s heart quickened—not with fear, but with anticipation. She had returned. She had survived once. And now, she would rewrite everything. Every betrayal, every injustice, every stolen piece of her life—she would reclaim them all. Mark Collins smiled at her empty side of the dance floor, unaware that the woman he thought he controlled had already slipped beyond his reach. Lily’s tears were real now—but not of happiness. They were tears of panic, the first taste of the consequences they had never imagined.

"You wanted me to marry him. You were the ones who arranged it. You told me I was saving this family. And now you want to annul it?" "Things have changed," my father said. "Nothing has changed." I met his eyes. "You just don't like that I'm happy. You don't like that I chose him. You don't like that I'm not your sacrifice anymore." Beatrice stepped closer. "You think he loves you? You think he actually wants you? He's using you, Olivia. Just like everyone else." I shook my head. "No. He's not. He's the only person who's ever seen me. The real me."

The soil recovered incrementally. All of it real. All of it his to work with, regardless of whether the novel had predicted it. He stood and walked to the field where soil had turned from grey to brown. It was darker now, more brown than grey, spreading beyond the initial recovery zone as the grid's redistribution continued. A month ago he had been reading a w******l in Seoul, falling asleep with a story about a villain's forgotten son who died in Chapter 3. Now he was that son, reincarnated, operating in a world that resembled the novel but was not identical to it, building something that the novel had never described because the novel had never imagined he would survive long enough to buil

But since her rebirth, since that night they shared together the whole person gives off the vibes as same as that of the guy in her dreams. Firstly, she didn’t know why everything went so bad in her last life, secondly, she went through the whole novel like rebirth plot, and thirdly her husband is behaving totally different from what he’s supposed to do. Just how did this all happened and Why??? ⊙▂⊙ There is really no other option than to find out all of this herself. “Ah-Zhen, are you still sad about the fire?”, Her big brother asked her nervously.

“But sometimes, I wonder if I’m just... playing a part in this whole thing. I never expected any of this-Christianity, this marriage, the family. And now, with everything happening around us—Rock Assets, Carey’s schemes, even my past coming back to haunt me...” Olivia trailed off, her hands gripping the edge of the bed as she tried to steady herself. Ruth watched her closely, her expression softening. “Olivia,” she said, her voice filled with a mixture of concern and affection, “I think you’re worrying too much. You’ve always been a little hard on yourself. But let me tell you something, you’ve done nothing but grow since Christian came into your life. It’s not just about what’s happening wi

She tried checking on her breath. Suddenly, she drew her hand back and looked at Dorothy, who was lying in a pool of blood, in horror. She had killed another person. Olivia leaned weakly against the car, looked at the sky, and laughed. She had finally got her revenge. After all this time, all these years, she finally got revenge for everyone. However, she felt suffocated rather than relieved. She smiled, and tears blurred her vision. Once upon a time, she was born into a wealthy family and was the top socialite in Ocean City. What happened since then?

replied Abigail in her bit relaxing fashion. “Yeah… Let karma do its duties later on…” said the second woman still staring at her lover with her eyes full of love and affection. She then turned to Erito and introduced herself again. “I’m Olivia… Because I was so miserable, so sorrowful after Abigail’s death, I crossed the road without looking to the right and to the left. A big truck passed by and finally crashed me to death. Eventually, I can meet my Abigail again here…” Olivia was seen hugging her lover in her great exhilaration and exultance.