Reborn to Avenge: The Heir's Second Chance

Name: Reborn to Avenge: The Heir's Second Chance
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My adoptive mother, a formidable queen of New York high society, placed the list of eligible bachelorettes in my hand, setting the stage for what should have been my future. But her Fifth Avenue apartment felt less like a home and more like a golden cage, because in this life, I remembered everything. My first time around, I had chosen Brittany Vanderbilt, the city's diamond, only for her to scheme with her true lover, pushing me into the dark, churning water. I still felt the burning in my lungs as I drowned, her chilling words- "You were always a stepping stone, Ethan" -my very last agonizing memory before eternal darkness. Then, her perfectly delivered lie to the police-"He was an accident"-sealing my tragic fate as she played the grieving widow, mocking my very existence and the life I'd lost. The raw injustice, the suffocating depths of betrayal, fueled a grim, unwavering resolve within me that transcended mere anger and pain from the past. Now, inexplicably returned to this exact moment, holding that very same list from a life once lived, I understood that fate had granted me an extraordinary second chance. This time, no Vanderbilt would dictate my destiny, and the rules of their cruel game were about to be rewritten by me.

Betrayal Revenge Rebirth/Reborn Second chance Female-centered

Chapter 8

06-21 14:13

Introduction

My adoptive mother, a formidable queen of New York high society, placed the list of eligible bachelorettes in my hand, setting the stage for what should have been my future.

But her Fifth Avenue apartment felt less like a home and more like a golden cage, because in this life, I remembered everything.

My first time around, I had chosen Brittany Vanderbilt, the city's diamond, only for her to scheme with her true lover, pushing me into the dark, churning water.

I still felt the burning in my lungs as I drowned, her chilling words- "You were always a stepping stone, Ethan" -my very last agonizing memory before eternal darkness.

Then, her perfectly delivered lie to the police-"He was an accident"-sealing my tragic fate as she played the grieving widow, mocking my very existence and the life I'd lost.

The raw injustice, the suffocating depths of betrayal, fueled a grim, unwavering resolve within me that transcended mere anger and pain from the past.

Now, inexplicably returned to this exact moment, holding that very same list from a life once lived, I understood that fate had granted me an extraordinary second chance.

This time, no Vanderbilt would dictate my destiny, and the rules of their cruel game were about to be rewritten by me.