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Reborn To Ruin My Betraying Fiancé

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1112    |    Released on: Today at 14:56

the space-the chic, minimalist furniture Ford had helped her pick out, the abstract art he'd said made he

phone and dialed a

resid

y pitched to sound like someone in the middle of a crisis. "I'm so sorry to do this

e on the other end. "Oh, my

to terminate my lease immediately. I know it's short notice. You can k

with the practical consideration of a landlord being offered free money. "Well, that's highly unus

ief flooding her voice. "You hav

lips. Two thousand dollars. In a month, that muc

it up, vibrating violently again

t go to voicemail. He'd be confused, then annoyed. He was a creature o

r head. A new call came in

son N

ord was the lure, but

and composed her features into a mask of soft

voice was sma

rything alright? He's worried sick." The lie was so smooth, so practice

ve just been feeling a little overwhelm

wedding? Or is it the house?"

shameful secret. "It was my uncle's. It's just... it's the last piece of

andable. This is a big step. Look, why don't you let us put your mind at ease? Come over for di

ted hook. A pot roast in exchange for a million

"I... I guess that would be okay," she said, her voice filled with th

We'll see yo

sofa. Her face, which had been a portrait of fragi

nts were too aggressive. They screamed competence, not crisis.

unassuming, comfortable, the kind of thing a girl-next-door would wear. She applied a touch of makeup, just eno

kit. She clicked it open and closed a few times, the sound a quiet promise to herself. She sli

ne last look at the apartment, and closed the d

old SUV. The engine turned over with a familiar rumble. She pulled out into the evening tra

m of the tires on the pavement and the intricate, silen

. The houses grew larger, set further back from the road behind wrought-

t same porch a year ago, Ford's arm around her, feeling like she'd finally found a family. She re

ost, breathing cold air

ng it deep beneath the soft knit of her sweater. She a

gainst her skin. She hugged her arms to her chest, a p

tone path, her step

e door and pre

gure approaching. A faint, predatory smile to

e den. And the wolves had no ide

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Reborn To Ruin My Betraying Fiancé
Reborn To Ruin My Betraying Fiancé
“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.”