After being Reborn, I Killed my Fiancé novel Chapter 10

The fire spread quickly, and Michael pulled me back. 

I wiped the soot and tears from my face, stepping away slowly. 

I wanted to watch as the flames consumed them. 

In my past life, I'd died the same way—trapped, helpless, and burning alive. 

Jessica's screams echoed in my ears, and for the first time, I felt the hatred in my heart begin to fade. 

But then, as if the universe had other plans, it started to rain. 

The downpour doused the flames in minutes. 

I stood in the rain, unable to tell if the water on my face was from the storm or my own tears. 

Benjamin and Jessica were rescued, but they weren't the same. 

Benjamin had broken bones, and Jessica was severely burned. 

They'd spend the rest of their lives in hospital beds. 

It was a bright, sunny afternoon.

Michael called me.

"Jessica's dead. Severe infection."

"Doctors couldn't save her."

I held my phone for a long moment before grabbing my coat and heading out.

At the hospital.

Benjamin was wrapped head to toe in bandages, lying there, unable to move.

Only his eyes—bloodshot and restless—proved he was still alive.

The second he saw me, they welled up, his breathing turning ragged.

"Sophia… I—I remember everything…"

He said that in the fire, in the moment he thought he was going to die—

His past life came rushing back.

He told me that after I died, he and Jessica lived it up for a while.

Luxury vacations.

Shopping sprees.

High-stakes gambling.

But then, Jessica showed her true colors.

One night at the casino, she cozied up to some rich guy—

And just like that, she ditched him.

Except that "rich guy" turned out to be a trafficker.