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Reborn in Havenwood: A Preserver's Revenge

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 662    |    Released on: 14/06/2025

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not only edible but highly nutritious. And

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," sh

s hands with a rag. "El

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loth pouch. It contain

Ironwood Berry saplings. As many as yo

onwood? Why? That

ce firm. "Its true value is unre

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dangerous. He also knew sh

e said slowly. "And for

ou can imagine," Elara said.

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. There isn'

way before he could ref

out unrecognized value, and he

ked down at the small, surpri

touched his lips. Th

d Beau Sterling in a lavish cer

atus, dripping in jewel

dge of the reception, he

r eyes glittering. "So glad you co

d a polite,

y, Sadie. Marri

a fraction of a second. "Yes

nother bridesmaid about Beau' s already wandering eye, his

oon, she cornered Elara again, her fa

bling. "A premonition. It said... it said I have to get

ambition was twisting into so

awn from memory, had already departed in his rattling truck, hea

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“The scent of woodsmoke and damp earth was the first sensation I knew. Then, memory, sharp and cruel, flooded back: Sadie' s smile, Beau' s laugh, and my wagon, piled with preserves, tipping violently. I sat bolt upright in my Havenwood bed, not the ravine, bathed in spring sunlight. My nightmare first life was over; I was reborn. My childhood friend, Sadie, had always eyed my jam-making skill with dark envy. I simply created art from local flora using family recipes. Sadie desperately coveted the Harvest Festival Championship, town admiration, and shallow Beau Sterling. I innocently revealed the legend that the champion marries Beau, which Sadie ruthlessly exploited. Sadie, manipulative and ambitious, conspired with Beau to sabotage my wagon, staging an "accident." They left me for dead, shattering my dreams and existence for hollow prestige and a fleeting title. The betrayal, from my best friend and the admired man, was a venomous sting, worse than any physical pain. How could they be so cruel, so consumed by ambition, just to destroy my life? Now, breathing crisp Vermont air, I was alive and remembered everything. My former kindness was gone, replaced by cunning forged in betrayal's fire. This time, I would protect myself and Havenwood from such insidious people. My first move was clear: Sadie.”
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