I clearly died, yet I was resurrected in the body of my rival, even appearing at my own funeral. The rival not only caused my death but also took away
I clearly died, yet I was resurrected in the body of my rival, even appearing at my own funeral. The rival not only caused my death but also took away
I was supposed to be dead. Yet, inexplicably, here I was, alive again. When I was watching my boyfriend sob uncontrollably in front of the woman who caused my death, my emotions were too complicated for me to put into words.
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It had been 48 hours.
And I still found it utterly unbelievable.
Because now, I was inhabiting the body of my boyfriend's childhood sweetheart, attending "my own" funeral.
I stared at Alan Bennett, my boyfriend who had hung up on my desperate call for help 49 hours ago with barely concealed impatience.
Now, he was kneeling on the ground, crying like a heartbroken child.
His once-pristine, tailored suit was now crumpled like a discarded rag.
Well, what a pathetic sight.
"I'm sorry!"
Alan Bennett's voice was hoarse from crying.
But beyond those monotonous words like "I'm sorry", he couldn't manage anything else.
I was an orphan, so my funeral had only two attendees, my ex-boyfriend Alan and his "childhood sweetheart", Rosa Campbell.
"Alright, get up. The dead can't come back to life." Rosa said flatly.
Alan slowly lifted his head, his eyes brimming with grief.
"If I had run faster back then, maybe she wouldn't have jumped."
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes or pick my nose to show my disdain.
"She made that choice herself. It has nothing to do with you."
"No, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have..."
Alan's voice broke, the weight of guilt pressing down on him like a boulder.
I glanced at the tombstone, where a photo of my once-vibrant self was smiling back at me. Then a wave of mixed emotions washed over me.
"She was just too foolish. There was nothing between us, but she let her imagination run wild and pushed herself to the brink." Rosa said.
Alan frowned. "Baby, can we not do this right now?"
Oh, for crying out loud! I was barely in the grave, and you were already calling her "baby"? So you were finally admitting you had a thing with Rosa all along!
Back when Alan first met me, he fell head over heels. He even went against his family's wishes just to be with me.
His parents tried everything, even threatening to disinherit him, but nothing worked.
When they cut him off financially, Alan, in his cheesy way, slipped a soda can tab onto my ring finger and whispered with deep affection, "Sarah, I love you."
We were just happy for a few years. But apparently, a few years of happiness couldn't withstand the meddling of a childhood friend.
Just last month, on Alan's birthday, I left work an hour earlier to surprise him.
Quietly opening the door, I was greeted by the sight of Rosa lounging with her bare legs exposed, draped in Alan's oversized T-shirt. Putting on a fake innocent act, she said, "Oh, sorry! I got dirty and couldn't find my keys, so I had no choice but to shower here. Don't overthink it, okay?"
"Take that off!" I snapped.
"Don't be so petty. Alan and I are just good friends. We even shared a bed when we were kids. What's the big deal about me wearing his clothes now? Besides, he gave me this shirt himself."
"Why didn't you wear mine?" I shot back.
"Sarah, I'm a D-cup. You're an A. Your clothes are a bit... snug for me."
Then she added shamelessly, "Besides, Alan and I have been close since childhood. If I really wanted him, do you think you'd even matter?"
Gabriela learned her boyfriend had been two-timing her and writing her off as a brainless bimbo, so she drowned her heartache in reckless adventure. One sultry blackout night she tumbled into bed with a stranger, then slunk away at dawn, convinced she'd succumbed to a notorious playboy. She prayed she'd never see him again. Yet the man beneath those sheets was actually Wesley, the decisive, ice-cool, unshakeable CEO who signed her paychecks. Assuming her heart was elsewhere, Wesley returned to the office cloaked in calm, but every polite smile masked a dark surge of possessive jealousy.
"You never wanted me," Eva's voice trembled, but her gaze was steady as she glared at Maxmillan. "You were too blinded by your love for Sara to see the truth." Maximilian clenched his fists, his jaw tight. "You think I don't regret it? Every moment, Eva. Every moment I spent hurting you.." "Hurting me?" she cut him off, her eyes filled with anger. "You ruined me, Max. You let my sister and step mother destroy me, and when I needed you most, you turned your back on me, you made me go through hell." His chest tightened. "I was wrong. I know that now, but..." "But it's too late," she snapped. "I'm not the helpless girl you left behind. I've come back for what's mine." Max's voice softened, almost pleading. "And what if I'm part of what's yours?" Eva's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Maybe. Or maybe I'll destroy you the way you destroyed me." ******* Forced into a loveless marriage to save her family's business, Eva endures cruelty from her husband, Maximilian, who believes she manipulated his grandfather into choosing her as his bride. Blinded by his love for her sister, Sara, Maximilian made Eva go through hell. Eva endures not only Maximilian's abuse but also the hurt and betrayal from her own family. Eva is framed for a tragedy and sent to prison, she's rescued by a powerful and influencial figure who she never knew existed. Six years later, Eva returns. No longer the broken and helpless woman she once was, She is now a force to be reckoned with. She is back to seek revenge on all those who had made her life hell. Now, Maximilian regrets his mistakes and isn't ready to let her go. Eva hold a secret that will shatter Maxmillan's world. What is that secret? Will Eva choose love and forgiveness, or will revenge be the only thing that can heal her broken heart?
Sold off for billions, Emilee was forced to wed Eric, a comatose tycoon, becoming the city's punch-line. While bolting from the sham, she caught her sleazy boyfriend tangled with her adoptive sister. Fury blazing, she slipped into the silk gown anyway, vowing to marry money and avenge herself. Following the wedding, gossip soared: the "useless bride" strode onstage to claim the global medical prize her impostor sister had stolen, then got back at her parents for all the wrongs they had done to her. When Eric awoke, he didn't discard her-he adored her, unveiling the dazzling secrets she'd kept hidden.
To most, Verena passed for a small-town clinic doctor; in truth, she worked quiet miracles. Three years after Isaac fell hopelessly for her and kept vigil through lonely nights, a crash left him in a wheelchair and stripped his memory. To keep him alive, Verena married him, only to hear, "I will never love you." She just smiled. "That works out-I'm not in love with you, either." Entangled in doubt, he recoiled from hope, yet her patience held him fast-kneeling to meet his eyes, palm warm on his hair, steadying him-until her glowing smile rekindled feelings he believed gone forever.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
"Please believe me. I didn't do anything!" Thalassa Thompson cried helplessly. "Take her away." Kris Miller, her husband, said coldly. He didn't care as she was humiliated for the whole world to see. What would you if the love of your life and the woman you considered your best friend betrayed you in the worse way possible? For Thalassa, the answer was only one; she's going to come back stronger and better and bring everyone who made her suffer to their knees. Let the games begin! ***** "I hate you." Kris gritted out, glaring into her eyes. Thalassa laughed. "Mr Miller, if you hate me so much, then why is your dick so hard?"
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