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Reborn: No Sacrifice for Him

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 597    |    Released on: 04/07/2025

'home,' a comforting anchor in the swirling sea of my reborn life. The small, neat living room was exactly as I remembered

nished the sec

d confident in his expensive suit, was already radiating the self-assured aura of a future tech mogul. His

red the years of subtle digs, the constant comparisons to Chloe, the way he made me feel small so he could fee

iety as she bustled out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron.

dbag and pulled out a sheaf of papers, placing them on the co

e need to be practical. Ethan' s company, 'Innovate,' just secured another roun

st. The unspoken words hung i

t the local factory, shifted uncomfortably. "Of

fe, their deference to the Hayes family had always embarrassed me. Now, I just felt a deep sadness f

ed about this. She understands." He looked at me, a confident smile on his face, expecting me to nod

to be very

ight fit for a man of Ethan' s new stature. He needs a partner who c

arents flinched. My mother opened her

r, and loud enough to c

right, Mrs

My parents stared at me in shock. Eleanor Hayes

ly at her. "I am not the right woman for Ethan. And he is n

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Reborn: No Sacrifice for Him
Reborn: No Sacrifice for Him
“"I' m turning it down." My words, quiet but firm, echoed in the university president' s opulent office as I rejected the Ivy League scholarship that was supposed to be my golden ticket. This scholarship, the one I' d bled for, I had given up for him-Ethan Hayes, my fiancé, who convinced me his struggling "first love," Chloe, needed it more. In my past life, I watched him rise to tech billionaire status, only to be discarded like an old toy. He and our son, Leo, kicked me out, calling me an embarrassment, while Ethan flaunted Chloe, who conveniently reappeared once the money flowed again. I died at 45, penniless and alone, my life a footnote in his grand story. The sting of that memory, a cold, hard stone in my chest, fuels me now. I don' t understand how I believed his lies, how I let myself be erased. How could I have been so blind? But now, I' m back. This time, there will be no sacrifices for Ethan, no quiet suffering. This time, I hold the pen, and I will write my own future.”
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