Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Cameron couldn't help but beam with joy.

"Nell, once you get your memory back, you'll see that we weren't supposed to end up like this."

"Hmph." Nathalie let out a dismissive snort.

By the time they rolled back into Manhattan, it was already four in the morning.

Nathalie turned to Dominick, "Find a hotel for these two to crash at. I'm heading home."

With that, she hopped out of the car. Cameron watched her walk away through the window, lost in thought.

She cared so much about that person. If she ever discovered he used dark magic to swap their lives, what would she do?

When Nathalie got home, Morris's room was pitch black.

She stood at the door and knocked, but there was no answer for ages.

Heart heavy, Nathalie pushed the door open. The room was empty, no sign of Morris.

She made her way to the bed, tears falling freely.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Nathan, why did you apologize?"

slumped onto the bed,

morning, soft sunlight peeked through the

as if a tall, elegant

was tall, with a lean and strong build. She squinted at him, puzzled, but couldn't make out his

"Nathalie, don't fall for

don't fall for him. I've liked you

top, did whatever it took to become the prince. But you don't want me. What good is all

you'd better be

enough to make all my sacrifices worth

I'll lose

me

awake, eyes wide with fear,

"Don't you recognize me,

sis?"

your legs are fine. No scars on your

"Who are you really?"

rushed over, but the figure

"Was

at

at Vincent Corporation look down on Nathan because

down the hallway in his wheelchair, sunglasses on, radiating a chill authority. He caught the

"Who's that?"

he looks pretty

genius hacker who brought down the big