Chasing The Reborn Heiress

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eart. Alexander won't be ab

I jolted awake, gasping. The words echoed in my head Words

of Monet's Water Lilies I'd taken down when I turned nineteen. My hands flew to my face, touc

d it with shaking fingers. The date glowed b

ispered. "

the room told the truth. I was eighteen

the bathroom

e. I'd died. I knew I'd died. The car had spun off that cliff, and I'd felt the impact, felt everything stop. Al

e. With ten years of memori

ed. "Sophia? The gallery opening i

Mrs. Laurent who'd encouraged me to pursue art seriously. Then I'

this

I called back, and my voic

he one I'd worn like a good daughter. I threw it on the floor and reached for something else a

mother's smile faltered. "T

nged m

, pink is more

one made her blink. I'd never spoken to her like

way, coffee in hand, and raised an eye

s had them," I

Laurent spotted me immediately and waved me over, but I barely heard her greeting. My mind was racing, cataloguing everyone I re

me you paint," Mrs.

murred. Said it was just a hobby. This

eces I'd recreated from memory, paintings I'd made in my first life that critics had praised after I

widened. "Two year

actly what

were about to go bankrupt. Knew that the sculptor currently being ignored in t

t cards, buying pieces from artists no one else wanted yet. Used my trust fund the one I'd signed over to Al

Mother thought I was throwing

l investment three times over. And I'd carefully, methodically changed my name professionally so that when Alexander

re than my first month's gallery rent. In my previous life, I'd worn pink to this event.

t give a damn wh

nstairs. He'd agreed to be my date, though he kep

wh

ol

hout warmth.

walked into this building once as a naive girl who believed in fairy tales. I'd left it

ositioning herself near the bar where Alexander would stand. There was Eleanor Sterling, surv

m tuxedo. Every inch the billionaire heir wh

face the one that didn't reach his eyes. I'd thought that smi

liberately and h

" I told th

that

. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

ned slowly, meeting his eye

f course he'd just watched me walk

ntrigued. "I don't believe we

ortunate

ere with two champagne flutes and conf

elbow. "Did you just blo

d

like you just

tching Alexander's reflection in the

use I

he hell is goin

ous life who'd suspected something was wrong, who'

me if I said I've d