Reincarnated
Jagun Aisha · Ongoing · 47.0k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
You're still hiding the truth from me, that's all you have ever done" Krystal complained as tears trickled down her cheeks and she wiped them off with the sleeves of her dress.
"I am not lying to you, you should listen to me," he said. That was the only thing he could think of other than more lies.
"That's all I have ever done for the past two years of my life. I trusted you so much, I loved you with all my heart but then this!!"
"You were having an affair with her and you told me you were just friends!!!" Krystal exclaimed.
"You signed 90% of my company's shares into your name, you manipulated everyone around me" she continued looking up to the ceiling to hold the tears from falling off her eyes again.
"It's not what you think if you will just trust me," he said but now the tone in his voice was more relaxed than earlier.
He knew she had evidence and wouldn't just come to him with speculations. He wanted to use a different strategy, maybe leverage on the love she has for him.
He knew she always had a soft spot for him but Unknowingly to him. Krystal wasn't going to fall for his charm this time.
"And on top of all of that, you killed my parents!! How could you!!" Krystal screamed. Her eyes were red, her face was contorted with rage. She could feel her muscles twitching as she was nervous too.
Collins moved closer to where she was standing close to the bed. He had no expression on his face. She was holding the documents she had found in her hands.
Her heart was beating fast and even faster as he walked closer to her like she feared he was going to harm her. She had all the emotions combined. She was sweating profusely even though the room was well ventilated.
Collins was confused but he wasn't going to show it to her. He didn't want her to see him weak or feel like he didn't know what to do in the situation. He touched her arm in an attempt to calm her down.
"Don't touch me ever again!!" She exclaimed slapping his hands away from her.
"I have all the evidence here in these documents," she said looking down at the envelope in her hands.
"You shouldn't do that, you really should not," Collins said. More threatening than actually pleading with her.
"You killed them!!" She screamed as she held on to his shirt tightly in an attempt to fight him the best way she could.
She was hitting him and even though he couldn't feel it since her hands weren't a match for his built body. "you took the people I loved the most in this world away from me just because of your selfish desires"!!!
She continued with tears in her eyes and he struggled to remove her hands from his shirt in that attempt, he was pushing her close to the wide-open window.
Her legs were just at the tip of the window now Unknowingly to her and it didn't seem like Collins cared that much as he removed her hand finally from his shirt but instead of pulling her in, he let go of her hands just after she said "I wish I had never gotten married to you"
Before Krystal could grab on to anything, she could already feel herself devoid of support, the sudden rush of adrenaline rushed through her and she felt her whole life flash in front of her.
she felt helpless as she shut her eyes to just allow herself hit the ground, there was little she could do. It was a three-story building.
As she hit the ground, she felt paralysed. she could already feel the multiple fractures in her body. She felt pain all through her body and couldn't even identify where it was coming from.
Blood gushed out of her head which was the part that hit the ground. She was in a pool of blood now as there was no one to save her.
She managed to raise her eyelids and she saw an unbothered Collins stare at her as her life slowly ended. She tried to open her mouth to scream for help but she couldn't. It was over, nothing could change as she closed her eye to accept her fate.
PRESENT-DAY
Krystal's eyes snapped open, heart pounding. She could hear the noise from the street and the horns of the cars. She immediately stood on the ground in other not to attract any attention to herself.
She Pinched her body to make sure it was her because wasn't she supposed to be dead" she thought. She was alive and wasn't a ghost.
She looked at the street signs that were just across, it was 23, Daltons street. It was the street she lived on with Collins.
She looked up and then she spotted the apartment too but it was looking new like they had just finished building it. What year was she In? She thought
She walked on the pavement as several thoughts ran through her head and then she flashed back to when Collins had pushed her down and watched her die in pain without even attempting to save her.
She turned towards the mirror as she wanted to see if she looked any older. Maybe she was from the future she thought and she watched every passerby walk on wondering if they could also see her and that she wasn't a ghost.
Krystal ran her hands through her hair in front of the mirror. "This is definitely years before," she said to herself as she smiled at her reflection in the store's glass.
Her hair was still the soft, shiny black that it was. There were no dark circles around her eyes like how they had developed rapidly after she had gotten married due to stress and tears. She felt young again. Even her skin felt soft like it had always been. She was excited.
She walked on thinking of what to do now with the information that she had about Collins but she knew she had no evidence now, she also needed to confirm what year it was and then start planning for revenge because that was all that was in her head. She wanted to make him pay.
She wasn't really paying attention to where she was going and before she could look up, a car came running into her but the car had pressed on the brake suddenly to avoid a much bigger accident and she only fell as the car hit her a bit.
The occupant of the car got down walking towards where she was.
She looked up to get a view of who had made her fall and is not even attempting to help her up and it was The famous Liam Andrew. What was she expecting from the famous billionaire playboy in the city?
Krystal helped herself up and then looked at the handsome, well built but arrogant Liam who had a smirk on his face while she just folded her hands staring at him. At least now she had confirmed that she wasn't a ghost and that she is alive.
Liam grew up with everything at his disposal, no difference from Krystal herself. He was working for his parent's company and after his father passed on.
He had been in charge of the company doing all he can to make it one of the best in the city and one other detail that popped into Krystal's head as she looked at him was that he was also Collins greatest rival.
Collins didn't like him a lot, most times Krystal just felt it was because he had everything Collins ever wanted but couldn't have and that always made him furious.
A thought popped into Krystal's head and before she could process it or even think it through. She found herself saying it.
"What do you think about us getting married!" She blurted out.
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