Chapter 7: Rebirth

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My chest hurts...

My throat burns...

Why is the afterlife painful?

Painful?

I opened my eyes to a familiar ceiling. My body was sluggish as I forced myself upwards. The surroundings were of my old bedroom.

Did I fail in my suicide attempt and come home?

I rubbed my head slightly.

Hm?

My hands were noticeably tiny. Whose body is this?

My childhood Maid and caretaker Stella had just come into my room.

I was terribly confused.

Stella? She had left when she was of suitable age to marry.

"My Lady, have you awoken from your fever?"

"Fever..."

I had been resting from a fever?

"Arielle!" a woman with a busty figure said as she approached me. "You have finally awoken."

My mother had appeared in the room as well. My mother? She was supposed to have died when I was young.

Everything is wrong. I am seeing all the people that I want to see again. This is not the afterlife...This is hell, a sweet hell that can only be considered a dream.

"What year is it?" I asked Stella as I grabbed her hands.

I am a child...

I waited a bit before coming to any conclusions. Major events that I should not know about had happened and I was able to accurately connect them with what seemed like my first life.

This might be considered a time leap or something along those lines. Whatever this is, it is a blessing in disguise.

I saved my mother with future knowledge. Since I knew the conditions needed to save her, the rest was easy.

I wanted to see Prince Erik but waited for a few years for our official meeting. That day, I wandered into the Royal Garden where I knew that I was not allowed and ran into my younger husband who was now a child and still a Prince.

My heart swelled with joy. He was alive and well. Everything that happened before seems like a dream...This is reality.

I have to make him dislike me and lose my position as his fiancée.

Kaya Ouchi's trigger was her jealousy towards me. It was not like she loved or hated Erik. She hated me and wanted the position of being Queen.

I will leave the seat empty, but she will never have it if I have anything to say about it.

There is the possibility that Erik will get hurt in trying to protect me a second time, so I will aim to do everything to make Erik stay away from me if that is what it takes.

"I hate–"

For now, let me protect you from myself...

"I hate you," I started.

That was maybe too strong of a greeting...

"Hah?"

"You will never be the object of my affection. I would rather be a commoner than marry you to satisfy our families. Along with me, there will never be a woman who will ever truly love you," I said cruelly.

I believe that these words are similar to what he told me. If I tell him this, he could possibly break off the engagement, kill me, or even just refuse to see me entirely.

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