Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

"Alright."

Sophie got up from the bed.

Out of nowhere, James said, "Hand me your ring."

Sophie glanced down at the ring in her hand. Without questioning him, she slipped it off and placed it in James's hand.

James assured, "I'll return it to you sooner or later."

Sophie didn't say anything more. She just turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Deep down, she knew.

James had long since settled his debts with her.

The night was thick and dark.

James sat in Sophie's bedroom, staring at the dim table lamp.

In that moment, memories started playing back like a film reel to the night before.

He had arranged to meet Claire here first thing in the morning.

As soon as Sophie left, Claire showed up just as planned.

Walking in and seeing the empty room, Claire frowned, "Why did you ask me to come here?"

Looking at Claire's face, eerily similar to Sophie's, James felt a wave of revulsion.

No one could replace Sophie, and surely no one deserved to wear that face.

"You've always wanted to step into Sophie's shoes, haven't you? Well, here's your shot."

James tossed a set of clothes he'd prepared in advance in front of Claire, saying, "Dress as her, you know how to pull off the Sophie look." "What... What are you planning?"

Claire hesitated, staring at James, trying to grasp his intentions.

James said, "I've killed Sophie. From today, you're her."

Hearing this, Claire's face lit up, "Are you for real?"Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

"Absolutely."

Claire was over the moon. After all the hardships, she could finally be Sophie!

With that, Claire eagerly changed into Sophie's clothes. Just as she sat at the vanity to do her makeup,

James's reflection appear, sheet.

mirror.

Claire turned, ready to ask James if she looked like Sophie.

in the

But instead, she saw James pull out a silenced pistol and shoot her in the shoulder.

Claire screamed from the pain.

In the next heartbeat, James stabbed Claire with a knife.

Blood soaked her white nightgown as Claire stared at James, disbelief written all over her face.

But James, cold as ice, tossed her onto the bed.

After wiping the blood off the vanity, Claire tried to gather enough strength to crawl off the bed.

But the knife had pierced her deeply; there was no escape.

As time ticked by, James finished cleaning up the place.

He made sure Claire was now just a lifeless body.

James wrapped a bandage around Claire's shoulder, mimicking an

ring onto Claire's bloodied finger.

injury like Sophie's, then Sonnet

He Salf of Claire's face with

a knife until blood blurred it beyond ition, then said flatly,"

nothing to

like her." Content?

With everything done, he left the bedroom.

This was the best solution he could come up with.

The memory was snapped back by the rumble of thunder outside.

James took off the necklace he always wore around his neck.

On it was a ring, its diamond long gone.

From this day forward, he and Sophie had no ties, no debts.

Finally, James pulled out the only photo of him and Sophie from the drawer.

In it, Sophie was enjoying a piece of cake, while he, with just half his face showing, had secretly captured the moment with her.