Strawberry Shortcake Reboot 소설 & 이야기

There was another man in a black suit not too far away too, standing by the cake store. I was looking at him when the girl I had bumped into before rushed over to me. She licked her lips shyly and said, “I bought the strawberry shortcake because you said it was delicious.” “That’s nice,” I said. “You’ll enjoy it.” Then I thought maybe it was about time I started picking up on baking again, especially on making the strawberry shortcake. I had to let the cold emptiness and pain of losing Mom and being without her go at some point, hadn’t I?

The truth was, from the first moment I saw him, I already knew—Alexander had been reborn too. But the mischief in me kept me from telling him that I had also returned from another life. Because I didn't want to revisit those memories again. Since we had already been reborn, this life was our true new beginning. The past could be treated like a dream—or like a movie I once watched. Either way, the present was all that mattered. I no longer wanted to dwell on the wounds I once carried. I only wanted to remember who stood beside me now. "Alexander," I said softly, "take care of me for the rest of my life, won't you?"

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

I added “And you too ma'am” she replied. Mrs Belinda had always been a calm and kind woman. Always smiling and hardworking. She had done to much for me so it’s only right I return her calm gesture. I never truly appreciated her enough but this time, I would. I tied my hair up in a messy bun as I went down the staircase, I was starving. The dining table was filled with different kinds of breakfast— just as it was in my past life. Jamie and Lily were already sitted, already comfortable, already stealing glances at each other. My stomach twisted. I could recall this day and I knew everything that happened but there was going to be a slight change this time.

"Don't touch that. They're a gift for someone." Seeing the shift in my expression, he quickly softened his demeanor. "I mean, Maeve, there's so much food on the table for you to choose from, except for these corn buns…" I ignored him and began scrolling on my phone. Unsurprisingly, I saw Carmen's latest post. It read, "I'm craving sweet corn buns. I miss the ones I had back in Samona!" So, the man who had barely touched a cooking pan in all his life had prepared a spread just because of a single social media post. I ate a few bites and rose to my feet. "Forget about it. I'm done eating."

Ethan asked me in shock, and I craned my neck in his direction, knitting my brows in confusion. “Ruben is not so weak to faint just because he rejected his fated mate completely.” He remarked further, explaining his doubts. Mack ran to Ruben’s bed and sat down on the edge of the bed, facing Ruben. “You are right, Ethan, but the problem is that Ruben has to salvage his second-chance fated mate bond at the same time,” I replied to Ethan calmly, but his eyes slowly widened in horror when he registered the meaning of my statement.

She gently lifted her gaze from the staircase and turned to look at me, “That’s not in your place to tell her, go and talk to her, you shouldn’t be fighting at a time like this!” She said patting my shoulders lightly. *FLASHBACK* “Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you,” “Come on, Make a wish and blow your candles!” “Come back here Damon, you must make a wish this year, you’re too care free, don’t be such a buzzkill” “But I have everything I need, there’s nothing more to wish for!”

She grabbed the phone on her bedside table, her hands trembling as she checked the date. August 3rd, 2XXX. She wasn’t dreaming. She was back. Three years before disaster struck. She let out a shaky breath and smiled, a rare, genuine smile. This time, everything would be different. This time, she would rewrite her fate. Her family, who had died protecting her... Louis, the man she had pushed away... and Natalie, the so-called best friend who had orchestrated her downfall... Daisy had a chance to change it all. The phone rang, pulling her from her thoughts. The high-pitched voice on the other end was unmistakable.

If he wanted, he could make a killing as a runway model, though I doubted he’d ever do anything so “basic” He returned less than five minutes later with Sweet Tooth’s signature pink-and-golden cake box tucked beneath one arm. He dumped it in my lap, snapped his umbrella closed, and reversed out of the parking spot without so much as blinking. “Do you ever smile?” I asked, peeking inside the box to make sure they hadn’t messed up the order. Nope. One Strawberry Shortcake Cheesecake, coming right up. “It might help with your condition.” “What condition?” Peter sounded bored.

IZZY POV We had a quiet dinner that night. Joanna had pulled out the stops, making all of my favorites. I didn’t have an appetite, but I tried everything because I knew it would please her. The strawberry shortcake was the grand finale, done to perfection using sponge cake instead of the biscuits that were traditional. Just the way I liked it. I stood up from the table and turned to Joanna. “Thank you for the most delicious meal,” I said with a smile. Joanna gave me a watery smile back.