MiuNovels

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role.

But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn't the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else's story.

But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I'll write my own story, living for myself.

And this time . . .

I will never love you again.

Rebirth: Love me Again

As we walked out of the store, Cole's teasing tone broke the silence. "Did you enjoy shopping with my mother?"

I glared at him. "Next time, give me a heads-up if your mother is ever going to be at the same mall as me. I might need a paramedic on standby."

He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "Why? My mom's not that bad."

"Not that bad?" I threw my hands up dramatically. "You have no idea how many times I thought my heart was going to give out every time she bought something for me. Maybe next time, I'll actually have a heart attack."

Cole only chuckled, but I wasn't laughing. I had nearly lost my consciousness numerous times back there.

"You should be thankful it was my mother," he said, his voice serious. "If it were me, I'd have bought you the whole store."

The Power Play