Chapter 2 - No Way Back
Chapter 2 Traveling Back In Time
Jane looked at her face in the mirror in a daze as she processed the fact that it appeared five years younger
She looked somewhat naive and inexperienced for now.
But it couldn’t hide the beauty that was still to come.
“I… I’ve been reborn?”
She murmured to herself.
When she checked her phone, she saw that it was October 23rd, 2030.
It was exactly five years before the fire that had killed her.
It was also under a month since she was brought back into the Fowler family.
A bitter laugh escaped her lips. “Is this God’s way of telling me I was too foolish in my past life and giving me a second chance?”
Regardless, she knew one thing for sure.
This time, she wouldn’t be the kind of person who tried to make everyone happy and was always looking for approval. She wouldn’t live for anyone else but herself.
She was well aware that this was an excellent opportunity for her to make amends for her previous errors and free herself from her regrets.
She looked around the room, which was both familiar and new to her.
With renewed zeal, Jane shed her pajamas in favor of a white T–shirt, faded jeans, and an edgy yet chic hairdo for her short crop.
One last glance in the mirror, and she knew she was ready to take on this new life.
She had brought only a small suitcase when she arrived at the Fowler home.
But her hopes for a better life, reuniting with her birth family, and a sense of belonging were strong.
Then she arrived at the door of her “home“.
A home that was nominally her own.
This stunning, luxurious “home” was the source of her most excruciating pain. However, this time around, she was able to get everything done quickly, and she began her life in this house once more.
This day, a resounding knock on the door brought Jane joltingly back to the present moment, just as she had become immersed in her depressing thoughts.
Knock, knock…
Jane suppressed the sorrow in her heart, and an iciness settled into her expression.
opened the
you downstairs,”
seventh son
to the nines
was also studying at the University of Oricle
a prestigious
year while Jane
freshman who had just been accepted this
“I see,” Jane replied.
Jane looked very indifferent.
Peter feel a
a strong desire
no dignity and would do anything to be close to them but was too scared to truly be a
he had only one
childhood, he
sister. All he wanted
know what you did. Just go downstairs and
to wonder what
of Jane’s lips
to fill up with
remembered what had
time to make things
walked down the grand staircase of the mansion with her hands
sound of sobbing coming from the living
Anna, holding their
as though Madelyn was the biological daughter, and she was the one whom the family had
position seemed to have
help feeling a twinge
this for a long time. She hid her intelligence and true nature from the world
that for the sake of this hard–won familial
imagine giving it up, not
she also knew she shouldn’t make the
an audience member taking in the performance
even considered standing up to applaud
problem was that Jane
of love for her biological parents were almost
immediately became angry. “Why don’t you even ask your sister
cry.
talk to Dad like that!”
a lesson when he
wanted to get away
couldn’t believe her real sister was such
always be the
He wished Jane would die soon so Madelyn wouldn’t have to go through so much suffering.
Jane’s expression remained unchanged as she looked up blankly at Peter, who was staring at her with a menacing look in his eyes.
Jane could feel the hatred emanating from Peter as if he wished she would just disappear from existence so that Madelyn could get what she really wanted.
When Jane used to see this look in her brother’s eyes, it would cause a stabbing pain to arise in her chest. She used to have self–doubts, wondering what she had done wrong and why her own brother would look at her in such a way.
For over 19 years, Jane had no place to call home and had never known the warmth of a family’s embrace, but she still managed to pull it through.
In Jane’s mind, it didn’t matter that the Fowlers had adopted Madelyn. Rather than being envious, she treated Madelyn like her own sister and was concerned about how Madelyn was feeling.
Jane had always been selfless, always putting Madelyn’s needs before her own.
She had never fought for any of the glory or recognition Madelyn received.
Jane gave up so much for the sake of this “family.”
It was never Jane’s intention to take Madelyn’s life. She had wished nothing more than for her family to look at her and notice her presence, even if only for a brief instant.
She had dedicated every moment of her life to serving the needs of her so–called “family“.
But their gratitude was unwaveringly unsatisfied.
From the Fowlers‘ point of view, Madelyn was the most important member of the family.
And Jane was just a bonus… Or even a burden.
They all harbored a deep, dark wish that Jane had died.
That way, Jane wouldn’t have barged into their lives and ruined their happiness.
They only took Jane back because they wanted to feel better about themselves. And they couldn’t stand the guilt of not recognizing her.
Even though Jane already knew that, she couldn’t care less now.
The argument between Peter and Jane caught Jack’s attention. “Anna, take care of Maddie,” said Jack.
Then, with a frown on his face, he stood up and walked to Jane.
“On your knees! Jane Fowler!” Jack’s angry roar echoed through the room. His voice rang out in Jane’s head like a death knell, commanding and fierce. Peter crossed his arms and sneered as he watched the drama unfold.
He was eager to see Jane get what she deserved for making Madelyn cry.
For the old Jane, seeing Jack so angry would have been enough to send her running to the ground in fear. However, things were different this time around.
“Why should I kneel?” Jane replied.
Her eyes were calm as she looked at Jack.
Compared to Jack’s rage, Jane’s composure stood out like a sore thumb.
And it wielded an unexplainable power as if Jane were the senior in the family.
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