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?"

onto the bed,

peeked through the curtains, spilling into the

confused, as if a tall, elegant man was

was tall, with a lean and strong build. She squinted at

voice, "Nathalie, don't fall

liked you

the prince. But you don't want

better

enough to make all my sacrifices worth it. If

unhappy, I'll

push me

eyes wide with fear, "Who

"Don't you recognize me,

sis?"

you're not Nathan; your legs

"Who are you really?"

over, but the figure turned into light

head, "Was

at the clock

at Vincent Corporation look

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

"Who's that?"

shades, he looks

He's the genius hacker who brought down the big four