Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband

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The heavy iron door creaked as it swung open, and Rose was roughly dragged into a dimly lit room by two guards. The cold air smelled of rust and oil, and the faint glint of sharp, sinister tools gleamed under the flickering light of an old bulb.

“Elder sister… please, don’t do this! I beg you!” Rose’s voice trembled with desperation, her tear–streaked face twisted in fear.

Standing a few feet away, Lily observed her sister with an expressionless face, her arms crossed over her chest. Though she knew this was merely a scene for the cameras, a flicker of satisfaction stirred within her. Seeing Rose in such a vulnerable, terrified state felt… right. Her heart clenched as memories of her own suffering resurfaced–the unbearable pain, the suffocating smoke, the helplessness.

Clenching her fists tightly, Lily took a slow breath, forcing herself to remain composed. This is just a scene, she reminded herself. But if she could draw even a sliver of real fear from Rose in this fabricated scenario, she wouldn’t stop herself.

From the shadows, Stella stepped forward, her heels clicking sharply against the concrete floor. Her cold smile was sharp enough to cut glass as she approached Rose, her eyes glinting with malice.

“Hannah,” she said softly, her voice dripping with false sweetness. “I’ll ask one last time. Are you going to end things with Lucas or not?”

“No!” Rose’s voice cracked, but her defiance remained intact. “I love Lucas, and I will never leave him! Never!”

Stella’s smile widened into something predatory. “So brave… so foolish.”

-She leaned closer, her face mere inches from Rose’s. With a cruel gentleness, she cupped Rose’s chin, her

nails digging slightly into her soft skin. Then, she placed a mocking kiss on her forehead.

Stella said coolly. “You made your choice. Don’t blame

to an old, rickety wooden chair in the center of the

Hannah

complied, dousing the ropes with a clear, pungent liquid. The smell of kerosene filled the air, sharp and nauseating. A moment later, a small flame danced to life at the

as she struggled against

because of the fire. It was Lily’s expression that truly chilled her to the bone. The cold hatred in her sister’s eyes was something primal, something terrifyingly real. For a brief moment, Rose forgot this was just a staged scene. In her heart, she felt an unsettling certainty: if this were real, Lily wouldn’t hesitate to let those flames consume her.

through the dark room, mingling with

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was fake, part of her wished it were real–that Rose would truly suffer the way she once had. Her fists clenched involuntarily, and for a brief moment, the line between reality and

her next line, but she stood still, as if rooted to

was about to call

voice was sharp,

and quickly stepped forward. Without hesitation, he tilted

the icy water drenched her, the shock sending shivers

beginning, my dear little sister.” Her gaze lingered on Rose’s quivering figure before she turned to the guards. “Keep torturing her until she agrees

Director Young’s voice echoed across the set.

moved quickly to assist the actors. Ryan rushed forward with a large towel, wrapping it carefully around

as she walked off set, gently grabbing her hands and guiding her to a nearby chair. She handed her a bottle of water and asked

hands slightly trembling. “I’m fine, Sister Mia,”

burning alive had felt… satisfying. And that scared her. Revenge was a poison, one that could consume