Chapter 2

Since heaven gave me a second chance at life, this time, I wouldn't make a fool of myself again.

“Okay, I'll go.” I reached out and picked up the plane ticket, my voice surprisingly calm.

My parents were shocked to see me agree so readily.

“Aria, you're really agreeing to leave? You're not planning another trick to ruin your sister, are you?!”

Ruin?

How ridiculous. Julian was always meant for me.

But my parents forcibly took him away and gave him to Celeste.

More than twenty years ago, Celeste was diagnosed with leukemia. My parents didn't hesitate to have another child, and so, I was born.

My umbilical cord blood saved my sister's life, but from then on, I lived in her shadow.

Because Celeste was sickly and frail, my parents showered all their love on her.

Growing up, I gave up everything: my room, my friends, even a spot in the finals…

There was only one thing I wouldn't give up: the boy who stole my heart at first sight—Julian Sterling, the scion of the Sterling family.

He was once a golden boy, blessed by fate, standing on top of the world. But after his birthday party, he was in a car accident that left him blind, abandoned by his family in a secluded mansion.

I secretly took the keys from home and went there every day after school, climbing the wall to be with him.

“I'll come every day.”

In the darkness, my sweet, clear voice became Julian's only salvation.

I never revealed my name, only tracing "Call me Seven" on his palm, stroke by stroke.

He would gently comb my hair, play the piano for me, and in thunderous nights, press my cold hands against his chest.

The night before his surgery, he kissed my fingertips and vowed, "When I can see again, you'll be the first person I want to see. Then, we'll be together, okay?"

The surgery lasted twelve hours.

But when Julian woke up, the first person he saw was Celeste.

That was because my parents, after learning Celeste also liked Julian, secretly put sleeping pills in my water, making me sleep for a day and a night.

Then, they lied and testified that Celeste was the one who had been with him all those years, allowing Celeste to take the credit that was rightfully mine.

Julian never doubted it. He and Celeste went from dating to getting engaged, deeply in love.

For three years, I tried to explain countless times that I was the one who had been with him, that I was the one he should love. But he never believed me.

Not until I died.

I looked at my biological parents, feeling only immense ridicule. "You wanted me gone countless times before, and now that I've agreed, you don't believe me? Don't you think you're being strange?"

“That's not what we meant. It's best if you're willing to go, of course. You'll leave for Europe in half a month. You can pack your things and sort out your affairs during this time.”

My parents, afraid I might change my mind, hurried to give a few more instructions before happily leaving.

I turned and went back to my room.

As soon as I closed the door, my phone vibrated.

It was a SnapChat message from Julian.

[Tonight, 8 PM, Grand Hyatt Hotel, Room 1808.]

I stared at the message, my fingertips tightening slightly.

In my previous life, when I received this message, I was ecstatic, thinking he was finally willing to listen to my explanation. But when I went, I found out he had deliberately called me to witness him and Celeste in bed, just to make me give up.

I broke down crying then, and he just coldly said, "Did you see clearly? My heart only belongs to your sister."

Thinking about it now, it's truly laughable.

I took a deep breath and replied: [Okay.]

At eight PM, I arrived at the hotel on time.

Room 1808's door was ajar. Julian was holding Celeste, both of them naked.

Used condoms were scattered around, and the room was thick with a sensual atmosphere.

Seeing me standing outside, Celeste let out a small shriek.

Julian lowered his head, placing soft, lingering kisses on her collarbone, his voice gentle and deep.

“Don't be scared, I deliberately called Aria to come. I wanted her to know that you are the one I love, so she wouldn't harbor any inappropriate thoughts about me and would recognize that I can only be her brother-in-law.”

Reborn, seeing this scene for the second time, my heart still felt like it had been violently stabbed, bleeding profusely, in unbearable pain.

But I had to get used to it!