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

"You look . . . different," Elena began, her voice smooth, like silk wrapping around every word. She was trying—Cole could see that. "More mature, of course. You've grown into yourself. You've always had this . . . edge to you, though."

Cole didn't respond right away, letting her words hang in the air, cold and detached. Instead, he toyed with the edge of his water glass, eyes flicking toward the door, counting the seconds until he could make his escape.

Elena's presence, her polished persona, the way she tried to pull him in—it didn't interest him.

"I'm glad you're doing well," he said, his tone flat, as he looked her over again. Her smile faltered a little, but she quickly recovered.

Elena’s Plan