I'm Back and Better Than Ever

I am reborn with memories of my past life.

And I carry a secret with me: my fiance, Ethan Larsen, had forged our marriage certificate. The one he had actually married was Serena Gray.

But I do not expose his lie. Instead, I quietly submit my application to Greenvale University and eventually become a permanent resident in Verenza.

In my past life, I spent a lifetime believing in a lie.

I thought I was his wife, until I learned the truth on the day he died.

He married Serena out of love but kept me only due to his sense of duty.

On the funeral day, Serena arrived dressed in white, holding the actual marriage certificate in her hand.

She effortlessly took over all his inheritance, while I was thrown out of the house, penniless, with nothing left but a trampled heart.

In this life, I will no longer beg for love nor stay put out of pity.

I'll leave quietly and live freely. They can keep acting out their so-called "perfect" love story.

Because now, I can see it crystal clear—some women are born to be loved, while others are reborn so they don't have to wait to be loved.

The wind in Floren, Novara, was as gentle as ever, but I was no longer the same woman who could be fooled by gentleness.

In my past life, I married Ethan Larsen, the head of the Larsen Family, a mafia clan. Everyone said he was the most devoted man in all of Novara, and I believed it without question.

Throughout our 60-year marriage, he never once lost his temper with me. He showered me with tenderness and spoiled me so much that all the women in the city envied me.

I thought that was love until I died on a dark street corner in Floren. That was when I finally realized he had deceived me all my life, using the gentlest means possible.

I was never the one he loved.

When I opened my eyes again, sunlight streamed through the blinds onto a familiar desk. The air was choked with chalk… and I saw the application form I had signed.

"Elara?"

I jerked my head up and saw—that face! It belonged to George Moore, my mentor from 60 years ago.

The way he looked at me was just as it had been back then: gentle, yet reluctant to let go.

"Are you really giving up on your chance to study at Greenvale University? You've spent so many years to reach this point," George said, "I know you're getting married to the head of the Larsen family, but… marriage can wait. Opportunities like this won't come around again."

I stared at him in shock as tears instantly blurred my vision; I had been reborn, and I had gone back to the year when fate had taken a turn.

In my past life, I had passed up on the acceptance letter to study abroad for Ethan. I gave up on my