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When I fully realized I had been reborn, I was already being dragged back into the house by my brother.
In his left hand, he still held the knife. His right hand fumbled by the doorframe for something–probably rope. Not finding any, he yanked off his own tie and used it to bind my
wrists.
“You’re not seeing Josh again.”
Josh. My fiancé. The man who had just asked me to drug my brother.
I stayed quiet, watching as my brother meticulously tied the knot. He even padded the tie with a bit of cloth so it wouldn’t chafe.
“Liam,” I called softly, grabbing at his fingers.
He froze for a moment. In my past life, I couldn’t even stand to touch him. My gesture now threw him off for a second or two.
Then his hand pressed over my mouth.
“Shut up.”
“If you so much as beg for that bastard, I’ll kill him myself.””
In my previous life, this was how the rift between us began.
I was blindly in love with Josh, never realizing that he and my best friend were working together to kill me for my money.
I thought he was my soulmate. I clung to him desperately, even as my brother tried to warn me that Josh wasn’t who I thought he was
But I didn’t listen.
Blinded by anger, I lashed out at Liam, yelling things I can never take back.
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Blinded by anger, I lashed out at Liam, yelling things I can never take back.
“You’re a freak, Liam! You’re trying to control me like I’m some kind of prisoner!”
“Do you know why everyone in the neighborhood avoids you? It’s because you’re a
monster!”
“I hate you! I hate that you’re my brother! Why couldn’t I have been born into another family?!”
I’ll never forget the look in his eyes that day.
He stood there, pale and hollow, his sharp features carrying the kind of beauty tha fragile, like glass about to shatter.
He didn’t yell back. He didn’t argue.
He simply tied me up, turned, and said in the calmest voice:
“Dinner’s fish head soup with tofu.”
….My favorite dish.
