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?"
Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
A twist of fate bound Allison to Derek in marriage-she, a powerful heiress with countless hidden identities; he, the city's most admired man, now lying silent in a coma. For three years, Allison used her unmatched medical skills to heal him, all while quietly falling in love. But when Derek's long-lost love returned from abroad, he handed Allison divorce papers without a second thought. Resolved to stop chasing shadows, Allison signed the papers and turned her back on love-rising to fame as a dazzling force in business, medicine, and more. Only when she stood high above the world did Derek finally see her worth. He knelt before her, eyes brimming with regret. "Will you take me back?" he whispered.
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