Reborn and determined to escape the doomed marriage, I rejected Nathan Whitman, who got down on one knee to propose to me, signed the contract as a principal dancer, and spirited his mother, Jane Whitman, away without a second thought. In my previous life, Jane perished in a car crash during Nathan’s and my honeymoon abroad. Nathan held me responsible for his absence in her final moments and spiraled into a deep depression since then. To atone for a sin I didn’t commit, I quit my job and became his stay-at-home wife. However, all my doting care for Nathan ended up in him callously allowing his childhood sweetheart, Olivia Reed, to paralyze me, force me to miscarry, and even push me into the sea. As the icy water choked my lungs and numbed my veins, I died with bitter resentment. Then I woke up, only to find myself back at the proposal while Nathan, ring in hand, was gazing at me with adoration. “Aurora! Nathan spent three months planning this proposal. He even booked tickets to Elysiland, your dream destination. Are you humiliating him on purpose?” No sooner had I refused than Olivia emerged from the crowd to scold me. Her familiarity with Nathan was laughable. I’d always believed they were nothing more than close childhood friends, never imagining that Olivia had been harboring a long-standing crush on him. I ripped up the tickets and tossed them in her face. “Since you care about him so much, be with him!” “You!” Olivia gritted her teeth, a faint blush staining her cheeks. She bit her lip and glanced at Nathan. He shot up and shielded her, staring at me in disbelief. “Aurora, have you lost your mind? Nothing I do is good enough for you!” The sight of them made me sick to my stomach. I dashed to the restroom and threw up. Gazing at my made-up face in the mirror, I finally confirmed I’d been reborn.
In my previous life, Nathan took me to Elysiland for our honeymoon. Right after landing, we got the news that Jane had been in a car accident and was in the hospital. We caught the first flight back, but by the time we reached the hospital, she was gone. Olivia stood there, sniffling, and subtly blamed Nathan for going to Elysiland with me. “Nathan, what matters more to you, Aurora’s wishes or your mother’s life?!” Nathan stood there, looking defeated. After a long silence, he glanced up at me with bloodshot eyes. “Aurora, if it weren’t for you, Mom would still be alive!” The honeymoon, which was supposed to be a sweet surprise when he proposed, was now being twisted into my demand. I wanted to defend myself, but his hateful gaze silenced me. From that moment on, I was the villain in his story. Our wedding decorations were still up, but our wedding photo was replaced with Jane’s portrait. I was stuck in this nightmare, and Nathan, unwilling to go home, moved in with Olivia. She pretended to be helping us reconcile, but in reality, she’d started living with him the day after Jane died. Yet, I still transferred the money to her, imploring her to look after Nathan. To save our failing marriage, I turned down an offer from Reverie Dance Theatre the day my pregnancy test results came in. I saw our baby as the only hope and carefully put the test results in a pretty box. However, when I knocked on Olivia’s door, there she was, three months pregnant, leaning on Nathan. The answer to who the father was was clear as day. She spotted my belly and snorted, “Look, Nathan, the murderer of your mother is here. “Would you really keep a baby from her?” “Just get rid of it. It’s bad luck.” Nathan didn’t even spare me a glance before slamming the door shut. Heartbroken, I sent him a divorce agreement. He tore it up and sneered, “Aurora, you have no right to call it quits. “You’ll spend the rest of your life paying me back.” Therefore, he let Olivia force me to take abortion pills and watched as I, bleeding, tried to make it to the hospital but fell from the fourth floor. I lost the baby and became paralyzed. Yet, Olivia’s cruelty hadn’t run its course. She sent thugs to storm my home, strap me to a wheelchair, and hurl me into the churning sea. As I was drowning, she shouted with a smirk, “Nothing’s going to stop me and Nathan. You and Jane had it coming!” Only then did I realize Jane’s death was no accident—Olivia had been plotting it for years. Thankfully, I had a second life now.
Stepping out of the restroom, I found Nathan standing in the crowd, his face a picture of mortification. Everyone here was his acquaintance, and he was the kind who’d rather eat glass than lose face. Right now, his pride was in the gutter, and Olivia just kept pouring salt in the wound. “Nathan, did I mess up the arrangements and make Aurora misunderstand?” she cooed. “Shut it!” Nathan snapped. His scowl deepened, and I could tell he had no idea how his ever-compliant girlfriend could pull such a stunt. His frown didn’t ease until he saw me. “Aurora, I was out of line earlier,” he said, all honeyed tones. “I’ve been planning this proposal for ages, and Olivia helped me every step of the way. You’ve just got the wrong idea. “You’re the only one for me, always.” Nathan reached for my hand, ring at the ready, desperate to salvage the situation. I yanked my hand back. He furrowed his bros and whispered, “Aurora, enough with the dramatics.” I chuckled, “For five years, every gift you gave me? Olivia’s idea. I like mild flavors, but she sent you to take me for spicy food. I’m terrified of heights, yet she convinced you to drag me bungee jumping. I’m allergic to pollen, but she told you to deck the place with roses for the proposal. “Is she your mother? Why are you so obedient to her? “Or are you using me as some twisted flirting prop, trying to get me killed?” Nathan was displeased. “That’s not what this is.” Olivia batted teary eyes at him. “Nathan, I only want the best for you two.” I said icily, exposing her lie, “Really? But you slept with him.” “Aurora!” Nathan seethed. “I told you, we were drunk. There was only one bed left. Nothing happened.” Olivia clung to his sleeve. “Aurora, don’t tell me you’re still bitter about that, trying to humiliate us today?” The air crackled with tension as the gaze of the onlookers became more and more piercing. Nathan gave a humorless laugh. “Fine. If you don’t trust me, so be it.” He whirled around, dropping to one knee in front of Olivia with the ring. “Olivia, will you marry me?” This surprise came so suddenly that she covered her mouth with both hands, overwhelmed by excitement. “Are you serious?” “Of course.” Before she could say yes, he jammed the too-small ring onto her finger. The crowd winced at his rough handling. Olivia forced a smile and gritted her teeth, enduring the discomfort. Then, she hooked her arm around Nathan’s and showed off the big diamond ring with the other hand. “Aurora, you’ll regret letting this excellent man go.” “Congratulations! May you last forever.” I raised a glass of wine, toasting her new fiancé, the man I’d once tossed aside like trash. Nathan stormed off without a word, Olivia hot on his heels. The guests all gave me pitying looks. Nathan and I always seemed like the perfect couple. No one knew Olivia had been lurking in the shadows all along. Once the awkward goodbyes were done, I headed home and replied to the Imaginarium Dance Theatre’s offer to be principal dancer. This time around, I was going to follow my dreams. Lying in bed, I scrolled past Olivia’s Instagram post of her ring and smiled with disdain. After blocking and deleting her, I drifted off. The next morning, ninety-nine missed calls jolted me awake. Jane was frantic on the line. “Aurora, what on earth did you two quarrel about? How did that bastard Nathan upset you? I’ll teach him a lesson!” During the five years that I had been with Nathan, Jane had treated me like her daughter, always bragging that Nathan didn’t deserve me. The sound of Jane’s voice, which I hadn’t heard for a long time, made me lose my composure, and I almost burst into tears. “It’s okay, Jane.” She caught me crying and got even angrier. “I’ve always warned him to stay away from Olivia! Aurora, don’t worry. I only accept you as his wife. As long as I’m still alive, Olivia will never be able to marry into the Whitman family.” “Thanks, Jane, but it’s over between me and Nathan.” I’d sacrificed enough for him in my last life. No amount of Jane’s kindness could make me do it again. Jane sighed, “I should never have sponsored that maid’s daughter and let her go to school with Nathan. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had all the chances to cling to him…” Before she could finish, a loud crash suddenly erupted from her end. “Jane!” Olivia’s mocking laugh came through. “You meddling old hag! You’re the one stopping Nathan from marrying me, right? You started helping me, so why not finish the job? “No one in this world loves Nathan more than I do. It’s no use regretting now.” I heard Jane’s labored breathing and her faint cry for help. It dawned on me that she was in trouble. Before I could shout to stop Olivia, she noticed the call and cut it off. I grabbed my coat and bolted for the door, but the moment I swung it open, I crashed into Nathan. He stood there, blocking my way, with a dark face. “Who are you in such a hurry to meet?” Noticing that Nathan’s eyes sharpened with distrust, I thought he was being irrational. “Do you believe everyone shares your capacity for betrayal?”
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