Rebirth: She Can Burn if She Wants

On the death anniversary of Edward Paulson's ancestors, my husband, Shane Carlton's best friend, Valerie York, wants to make an offering to said ancestors by lighting up candles of different sizes. The thing is, she wants to do it in the direction of the wind.

This time, however, I don't bother stopping her at all.

In my previous lifetime, the entire company accompanied Edward, a rich businessman who happened to be a client of ours, to his hometown so that he could pay respects to his ancestors.

In order to show how capable she was in front of Edward, Valerie insisted on lighting tall and huge candles, which was against the law.

I quickly stopped her by explaining that it'd be very easy for her to start a mountain fire if she were to do this. But Valerie claimed that I was just trying to embarrass her in front of everyone else.

Furious, she ran toward the depths of the mountain, where she accidentally fell down a slope and ended up crippled.

Shane continued to keep Edward company throughout the day without reacting to the news. Thanks to my efforts in socializing with Edward, Shane successfully snagged the business deal with him.

Later on, the company got listed successfully. When Shane took me on a vacation to a tropical island, he shoved me into the deep sea that was filled with reefs.

As I felt seawater gushing into my nose, I demanded Shane for answers while crying loudly. He just stomped on my hands, which were latching desperately to the side of the boat.

"If you hadn't publicly humiliated Valerie back then, she wouldn't have fallen down the slope and gotten crippled!"

In the end, I drowned in the no man zone.

After I died, Valerie, who was supposedly crippled, miraculously stood up. Shane used the accident insurance payout that he had cashed out from my death to enjoy the rest of his life with Valerie.

When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Valerie decides to light the candles.

"Don't you know the rules, Jennifer McQuinn? Mr. Paulson is traveling a long way back to the country to pay his respects to his ancestors. What's wrong with setting up a few more candles for the ceremony?

"We have to ensure that this event is as grand as possible! Don't even bother trying to stop me by bringing up how we're not supposed to start fires now. You're just ruining the mood for everyone!"

Valerie York's booming voice echoed around the cemetery. She was hauling two huge candles with her as she shot a disdainful glare at me.

A violent shiver coursed through me when I heard her familiar voice.

I hadn't died in the deep sea with the dark reefs. Instead, I had been reborn.

I had returned to the day when Valerie insisted on illegally starting a fire on the mountain.

The other employees stopped what they were doing and shot strange looks at me.