Reborn on the Morning of My Murder

the heavy drapes of my be

, my head

e morning of the Va

than Vanderbilt, was suppos

ree women ch

l wave of a life I'd already lived, a

n, my wife

with Marc

unger for the Va

er pregnancy, the child wa

e, a convenient accident where

ous words, he

d steel of the knife

yes, my mother's close

love for me, a love

orrow at m

after, from what everyon

s cool against my skin.

s scheduled with my grandfat

air in the library, the scent of o

The pressure of the a

his

be marrying any of the th

brows s

his nonsen

oice. I intend to

lt stared, his face

sed you, Ethan! This is...un

disturbed, his tradi

ld for you, and

gaze, my re

r, that you cannot yet comprehend. O

nding my stolen research notes, the ones

oe, about Marcus, but I was too bl

silently, without expectat

teel in my eyes. He knew

this, aren't you?" he

is made up. Chloe, and the others, they seek only the Van

ipulations, things I couldn't full

a long, w

gnity. If this is truly your heart's desire, Ethan... th

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