Synopsis:

In the twilight of our eighth year together, I stepped in front of a blade aimed at my doctor boyfriend, Ethan Moore. In the aftermath, he said, "You can ask for anything. Anything at all." The onlookers, a crowd of curious faces, whispered among themselves. They assumed I'd seize the moment to force a proposal, to demand the ring that had always seemed just out of reach. But with a serene composure, I merely stated, "Let's break up." And with that, I pivoted on my heel and strode away. Ethan, with a contemptuous smirk, wagered with the crowd. "A simp like her is just doing it for attention. I bet, within three days, she'll come back around and plead for my forgiveness. Just you wait..." His words dripped with arrogance, a reflection of the man I had once idolized. He was utterly mistaken. For I harbored a secret—I had been granted a second lease on life. In my previous life, I had maneuvered Ethan into proposing, thinking that would secure my place in his heart. But his true love, driven to despair, had leaped from a rooftop, ending her life in a tragic swan dive. His wrath, once a simmering fire, became an inferno. On our wedding night, he marred my face with a blade, etching scars into my skin that mirrored the wounds in my soul. He confined me in a dark, enclosed basement, a cell of my own making. When I got pregnant, he compelled me to ingest excessive amounts of tonics everyday. By the time I was due, the baby had grown too large for me to endure the birth. My body, a frail vessel, could not withstand the strain. Ultimately, I perished from a catastrophic hemorrhage during labor, my life ebbing away like the final notes of a symphony. Reborn, I found myself back on the very day I had taken the knife for Ethan. The memories of my past life were a heavy cloak, but I wore them with a newfound resolve. This time, I shall grant him his heart's desire.

Catalogue:

• Chapter 1
• Chapter 2
• Chapter 3
• Chapter 4
• Chapter 5
• Chapter 6
• Chapter 7
• Chapter 8