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Her Smile, My Burning Hell

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 932    |    Released on: 07/07/2025

came up. The city was still quiet, a gray canvas w

call was

old the private banker on the other end. "And I want to revoke a

clothes, five-star dinners, and "spontaneous" luxury trips that she would later frame as content

buy out shares in my family's business. She had befriended my grieving parents, offering them comfort while her

feast w

phone lit up with

een. It was the same fear I felt when I was trapped in that burning car, the same vi

n the sixth ring, I took a deep breat

she used for her online audience. It was sharp, cold, and demanding. "My card

here were you last night?"

unt," I said, kee

of stunned silenc

ould you do that

, Chloe. There's no reason for y

Ethan. We had a little spat. You're overreacting. No

real one. The one who believe

ng that made the bloo

be this pathetic? I thought we were past yo

what she had screamed at me in our last life, right after Liam had f

hat? How could she u

ess

oot in my mind. What if I was

e aggression. It wasn't just arrogance, it was the certainty of someone who thoug

areful. I had

f confusion into my voice. "What are yo

. I had to he

ld almost hear the gears turni

but there was a flicker of uncertainty in her ton

re the one who brought up Liam. And you're the one talking abou

hredded the only proof. I

ing with disdain. "This is clearly not working. My parents nev

n backed into a corner, change t

she declared. "I'll have my assistant drop

hung

sure of it. This wasn't just a breakup anymore. It was a war,

ater, the w

hoto of her and Liam, their faces pressed together, beaming. Liam was holding

ind your true future. So excited to announce my engagement to the l

the bottom of the post, in a smaller

ate we were suppo

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“The new penthouse apartment, meant to be a monument to our future, felt like a tomb. In my hand, a medical report confirmed my fiancée Chloe' s secret lover, Liam O' Connell, was dying from a highly contagious, deadly illness. A brutal memory tore through me: In my last life, my fury over this same betrayal led to Liam's accidental death. Chloe, consumed by grief, retaliated by orchestrating a fiery car crash that killed my parents and me. I still smelled the gasoline, heard my mother' s screams, watched her smiling face as we burned. How could this be happening again? I was back, at the very same moment, holding the very same report. This time, I wouldn't scream. I wouldn't rage. I would simply shred the proof and let nature take its course. Justice would be cold, patient, and meticulously planned. My phone rang. It was Chloe, her voice sharp and demanding about a declined credit card. Then, she uttered a chilling phrase: "Is this about Liam? Are you really going to be this pathetic? I thought we were past you trying to use his health to ruin my life." My blood ran cold. She knew. She remembered. She was reborn too. This wasn't just a breakup. This was war, and she had just made the first move.”
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