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Reborn To Ruin My Betraying Fiancé

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1068    |    Released on: Today at 14:57

her grandmother had given her. She ignored the neatly arranged makeu

ngers dug through the clutter, a frantic edge to her movements. She was searching for

er

ately carved with faded floral patterns. It was the only thing her grandmother had left her from her own mother. In

ut the locket protecting its wearer. In the last life, during a desperate escape, she had encountered ba

ld not wait until her dying breath

sors on the vanity. She reached for them, desperate to activate the lock

old cigar box. A sharp sting, followed by a surprising well of crimson.

ould even th

y in the center of the

were a sponge. The tarnished surface pulsed with a faint, ethereal blue light.

ugh heat haze. A powerful, silent force tugged at her from within, a

lved into a blur

disoriented, lasted only a second. Then h

silence w

n into a misty, undefined horizon. There were no walls, no ceiling, just an endless expanse of neutr

. The legen

her secret weapon. Her ark. In the last life she had stumbled through the apocalypse with nothing but the clothes on her back and a locket she

er nightstand. The pulling sensation returned, and in the blink of an eye, she was back, standing in front

against her ribs.

d with dozens of palettes and brushes, easily weighing twenty pounds. She wrapped her

grasp. Her hand was sudde

aky breath an

nd with a solid, reassuring w

lanced at the digital clock on her nightstand. The nu

ozen inside

e of a physical blow. Hot food would stay hot forever. F

nion for five years began to recede, replaced by a surge of intoxicating pow

ed money. A lot of it. And she needed to get out of Seattle, out of this city destined to be

ew, decisive energy, throwing in her passport, her birth certificate, a stash of emergency c

p. People were jogging, walking their dogs, lining up at coffee shops. They were living in a world that

esire to be a savior. She couldn't save them all. S

ave her grandparents.

his manipulative father, pay for th

nto shadow. The world outside, with its false pea

ld was just

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Reborn To Ruin My Betraying Fiancé
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“Caryn lay pinned beneath concrete slabs in the apocalyptic ruins, a steel rebar crushing her chest. Her fiancé, Ford, knelt in the narrow gap above her, completely unharmed. "Sorry, babe. It's a new world. Survival of the fittest." He sneered, twisting the cap off their last bottle of purified water. He drank it all, wiped his mouth with a clean hand, and told her she would just waste it. He had manipulated her into signing over her uncle's house-her only defensible shelter-just to sell it for cash. Now, as a violent aftershock ground the concrete down to crush her completely, Ford scrambled away without a single backward glance. For five brutal years of starvation and injury, she had clung to him and her grandmother's antique locket, only to die betrayed and full of agonizing regret. Why had she been so foolish to trade her survival for a lie? A gasp of frigid air flooded her lungs, and her eyes flew open to a smooth, white ceiling. She wasn't in the dusty ruins; she was in her pristine silk bed sheets. She grabbed her phone, her hands trembling as she stared at the date on the screen. It was exactly thirty days before the world would crack apart. She looked at the silver locket in her hand, a diamond-hard rage crystallizing in her chest. This time, she would activate its secret, and she would bleed Ford and his family dry before the apocalypse even began.”