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BETRAYAL: The Day I Died.
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Chapter 6 Outside img
Chapter 7 The dream img
Chapter 8 Wedding invitation img
Chapter 9 Wedding shopping img
Chapter 10 déjà vu. img
Chapter 11 The unexpected img
Chapter 12 Devastated img
Chapter 13 The plan img
Chapter 14 The kidnapping img
Chapter 15 Gun shots img
Chapter 16 Critical conditions img
Chapter 17 Please wake up img
Chapter 18 She woke up. img
Chapter 19 Happy to have you img
Chapter 20 Revenge plan img
Chapter 21 Arrest img
Chapter 22 Court hearing img
Chapter 23 Relief img
Chapter 24 Unexpected call img
Chapter 25 Should I stop img
Chapter 26 Tender care img
Chapter 27 Final court hearing img
Chapter 28 Family time img
Chapter 29 Getting everything back img
Chapter 30 A year later img
Chapter 31 Heartbreak img
Chapter 32 Praying for hope img
Chapter 33 DNA test. img
Chapter 34 Heartbreaking result. img
Chapter 35 We should get a divorce img
Chapter 36 Call from 911 img
Chapter 37 Shocking news img
Chapter 38 Revenge plot img
Chapter 39 The kidnapping img
Chapter 40 Torture img
Chapter 41 Pregnant img
Chapter 42 Five years img
Chapter 43 Flight img
Chapter 44 Overreacting img
Chapter 45 Allergy img
Chapter 46 Result mistake img
Chapter 47 You're not a taboo img
Chapter 48 Taking things slow img
Chapter 49 Regret img
Chapter 50 I did a really bad thing img
Chapter 51 Jealousy img
Chapter 52 Lucy Blackwood. img
Chapter 53 Fear img
Chapter 54 The police img
Chapter 55 Case reopen img
Chapter 56 Anonymous messenger img
Chapter 57 Meet up img
Chapter 58 A hug. img
Chapter 59 Argument img
Chapter 60 Apology to anger img
Chapter 61 Investigation begin img
Chapter 62 Question and answer img
Chapter 63 Another argument img
Chapter 64 Fear and guilt img
Chapter 65 Hungry and relentless img
Chapter 66 Anonymous reveal img
Chapter 67 Mr. Blackwood. img
Chapter 68 Come pick me up img
Chapter 69 Stay calm img
Chapter 70 Case closed img
Chapter 71 Daisy missing img
Chapter 72 What about Lucy img
Chapter 73 Benjamin twisting the questions img
Chapter 74 Time to tell her img
Chapter 75 Memory loss img
Chapter 76 Hospital img
Chapter 77 Don't know where I am. img
Chapter 78 You're my wife img
Chapter 79 Therapy img
Chapter 80 Settling into routines img
Chapter 81 Her shop img
Chapter 82 Back in Florida img
Chapter 83 Progress img
Chapter 84 You built this, don't forget that. img
Chapter 85 Happiness img
Chapter 86 Happy new year. img
Chapter 87 Wedding img
Chapter 88 Happy ending. img
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BETRAYAL: The Day I Died.

Author: Nifemivictory
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Chapter 1 The Day I Died

I died on my wedding day.

I sat down in front of the mirror, trying to hold down my tears. My fingers trembled as I touched my face, my reflection blurry through the veil of water gathering in my eyes. I began to question my decision, why do I still want to get married to Daniel after all he did to me? After all the pain I had gone through the past few years.

And last night, I saw him with Lucy, my sister, having sex on the balcony.

My heart felt like it wanted to drop from my chest. My knees weakened, and I stood frozen behind the curtain, breath caught in my throat. How could he do that? Our wedding was the next morning and he was there, pounding into my sister like I didn't exist.

Everything sucks.

I approached them, each step slow, heavy with disbelief. Daniel turned and his eyes widened, mouth parting in shock as he saw me. He looked like he had been caught stealing. Meanwhile, Lucy didn't flinch.

Her expression didn't change, calm, smug, unbothered-as if I was disturbing something unimportant.

Daniel slowly slid out of her and reached for his pants, his hands fumbling like a boy caught doing something shameful. He wanted to say something, maybe some excuse, but I cut him off.

"Why did you do this? God, our wedding is tomorrow and you're here making out with my sister?"

You know what he said? He said it's not what I was thinking.

He looked at me like I was the crazy one. His voice came out soft, laced with guilt and manipulation. I saw right through it.

So I'm a psycho now. He tried to gaslight me, to make me think what he wanted me to think.

I looked at my sister and shook my head. Her face stayed blank, indifferent, as if none of it mattered.

Then I turned and walked away from them. My legs felt like they were about to collapse beneath me.

Now, sitting in my wedding dress with tears in my eyes, the only thing on my mind was that I wished I could die. My mascara had already started to run down my face, black trails over my skin.

I don't want to live like this.

I love Daniel so much-and that scares me more than anything. After all he did, I'm still sitting here, thinking that he might change after the wedding, that he might walk through this door and reassure me that he won't do anything to hurt me anymore.

But I'm just delusional. That's my problem.

I needed fresh air, something to help me breathe again. I cleaned my tears with the back of my hand, even though my makeup was already a mess, and walked out of the room.

I stepped into the cool night air, my heels clicking softly against the stone floor as I walked outside and sat close to the pool. I wrapped my arms around myself, letting the cold brush against my skin.

It was too cold, but I felt like I deserved it. My skin prickled, my bare arms tightening as the breeze whispered over my wedding dress. I closed my eyes as the cold washed over my body.

And then it happened.

I felt a sharp pain in my chest. My eyes snapped open, lungs locked as if the air had been punched out of me.

I looked up and saw him.

A masked man.

I could see the curve of a smile beneath the mask, like he was enjoying this. I gasped, trying to push myself up, but my body was slow, my limbs weak. He stabbed me again, this time in my stomach.

My mouth fell open, no scream came. Just a tear-warm, slow-rolling down my cheek.

Is this how my life ends?

Even as I bled, the only person I was thinking about was Daniel. I hated myself for it. Somewhere deep down, I hoped he would come running, come save me.

My white wedding dress was now drenched with blood, clinging to my skin like wet tissue. Summoning the last bit of strength I had left, I cried out, "Daniel, save me."

But no one came.

Slowly, I couldn't feel myself anymore. My fingers grew numb. My heartbeat slowed. My eyes drifted shut-and I saw darkness.

They say that after death, one may experience reincarnation.

If there was truly another life, I hoped I would never cross paths with Daniel again.

But fate had different plans.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself inside the hall. My body was light-too light. Something was wrong.

And Lucy and Daniel were standing on the altar, saying their vows. Vows that Daniel and I were supposed to say together.

I tried to reach out to them, my hand trembling, but it passed straight through their bodies.

My chest tightened.

I looked down. My body was transparent. No one seemed to notice me. I waved. I screamed. Nothing.

It hit me, l was dead. And my spirit ended here.

Watching them smile and kiss each other, I felt my heart twist. Even though I was dead.

I wish I couldn't see this. I wish my spirit would go somewhere else.

I tried to walk out of the hall, but I couldn't pass through the doors. An invisible wall stopped me.

It seemed that whether I was dead or alive, I could not do anything other than watch my sister with my fiancé kissing so passionately. Both his parents and my parents were cheering for them like it was the happiest moment of their lives.

And it came to my mind-did they even like me? Was I ever visible to them all these years? Were they wishing that I would die?

Nobody seemed to be worried that I was missing.

Instead, they replaced me with my sister, trying to keep their fucking reputation.

Funny how I wished I could die minutes ago, and here I am-dead. My spirit wandered around the people who I thought were family.

A security guard came in, holding something small in his hand. He brought out my diamond earring and handed it to my mother.

"I saw it close to the pool," he said. "There was blood all over the place... but I didn't see anyone."

I reached up, touched my ear, and noticed that my second earring was missing.

Daniel walked over and held the earring in his palm, his face pale. "This is Elizabeth's earring."

At least... he knew it was mine.

Then Lucy's voice cut in, sharp and cold. "Maybe she's just trying to pull a prank. Remember, she likes getting attention."

A sad laugh escaped my lips.

Daniel frowned, turning to the guard. "Take us to the place where you found it."

They got to the poolside and saw blood on the floor.

Where is my body?

This was where I was killed. Or did the killers hide my body?

Daniel said, "What if something really happened to her?"

And Lucy rolled her eyes. "Remember when she faked a car accident just to get your attention, and you missed a great deal with your clients because of her?

She's just planning another thing. She put blood here to make it believable."

Then my mother said, "Elizabeth just wants to ruin the family's reputation. Let's not focus on her. Let's not give her the attention she's looking for."

I felt like I should disappear totally. I didn't want to witness my family saying these things about me. They didn't even bother to check the CCTV footage or anything.

People who I thought loved me.

People who I thought cared about me.

Even though I am not their biological child, I didn't expect them to treat me like this.

Lucy had planted bad things against me.

There was one time when Lucy was 15 and I was 16 years old-she fell into the pool and accused me of pushing her. She accused me of wanting to kill her.

Of course they would. I'm just an orphan. Who would believe an orphan over their biological daughter?

Lucy had always lied about me and made her parents dislike me.

They all went back inside to celebrate.

While I was dead.

And my body was nowhere to be found.

            
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