Second Chances

I am Alive

Chapter-2: I am Alive

“Aaah”

I screamed as I woke up. All I could see in front of my eyes was my bed, which was the bed I shared with Bennard after my marriage.

"I'm certain of it."

Died. I had passed away.

I could still feel the gloomy blade pressing up on my neck and the discomfort I had been feeling. It was a horrible and terrifying memory to have. The sensation that my of my head being severed from the body made me quiver as I caressed my neck, only when I felt that it was still attached I was relieved, but there was a strong sense of dread.

'Did it all happen in a dream?' I was perplexed, yet the agony appeared to be genuine and the throbbing in my ear was still there to remind me.

Oh, my ear! My eyes widened as I touched the place where it was paining.

There was still a cut mark where the blade had cut my ear in my dream, and I woke up with same cut mark in real life too?.

If it was just a dream why was it here right now? I was confident that i never had any altercation in my life that let a cut mark there.

Was it possible that I had genuinely escaped the disaster? But how did I find myself in this situation? It was then I recalled my final wish. "If only I could get a second chance at everything. I'd make a fresh start if I could. I would adore and care for the child, and I would forget about what could not be mine and become a wonderful parent for the child."

But what if it's all and everything that has happened is just a dream? When I stroked the silk mattress, the sensation of contact was undeniably real. But, just to be sure, I stung myself with a hard pinch. "Aah". I was in agony, and a crimson mark emerged on the surface of my fair skin. The fact that I was still alive had become apparent to me.

Is this a sign that I've been given a second chance in life? Had I been resurrected after my death. But why? I wasn't a good or kind person, to put it mildly.

In my entire life, I have never done anything that was deserving of praise. Throughout my life, I've been consumed by greed, envy, and anger toward others.

So, how could a villain like myself be given a second opportunity at redemption? However, if this is true, I would no longer consider myself to be a villain. This time, however, I would transform into my own knight.

Not only would I save myself, but I'd also prevent Kendrick from committing any further crimes. I'm not sure how long it's been since my wedding. it's feasible that I had already committed the crimes against them?

I looked down at my body, bewildered, and tried to figure out how old I was at the time.

As I was lost in thought and checking myself. In a low voice, the woman in waiting announced, "My lady, the duke has requested your presence."

Despite her bowed head, I could see a glint of disdain in her pupils. It just signifies that I have began to carry out my plans. But how far had I gotten myself into this mess?

And if God want to provide me with a second chance, why not give it to me before I marry my partner? I would never have fallen for such a cold-hearted individual. I would have never married him if I had known what I know now.

Even if the deity still desired for me to marry him, why would he send me between the time I began the crimes? Why not send me before the crimes began?

They had already begun to despise me at this point. And there was a tinge of distrust in their gaze. 'That was so unfair with my second chance,' I thought to myself as the lady in waiting spoke breaking my train of thought.

"Please accept my apologies, Duchess of Frostmourne Empire, nonetheless, the Duke would not wish to be kept waiting for long," the lady responded, still bowing to her.

"As if I care anymore," I said to myself inside the head. If it had happened in the past, I would have gotten out of there as soon as I heard the news. However, I have come to despise him.

Every ounce of ill will I have in my heart is due to that individual. If I hadn't fallen in love with him, I would not have been transformed into a villainous figure despised by everyone.

"I've only just gotten out of bed, so I'd want to take a bath first, then have breakfast, and then I'll be ready to meet the Duke. Tell to Duke that he can wait, or that he can leave a message and I'll get back to him later ." I said this while stroking my body.

I still wished to be in touch with my younger self. I have no want to hear his terrible words immediately following my resuscitation from the dead.

The Lady in waiting was completely taken aback by my response; she was the head lady in waiting for the Duke and she was treated with the utmost respect by everyone.

Even Melinda had been doing so until yesterday. So, what transpired after that? 'Did the women had gone crazier now? Since when has she refused to meet with the Duke?' 'Normally, she is the one that demands a meeting at the earliest opportunity. She simply attempts to figure out what is causing it. 'Is she planning something new this time?' I wonder.

Eventually, the lady in waiting stood up straight and fixed her attention on the woman known as their Duchess.

There is something changed about her, despite the fact that she appears to be the same as before. 'Her eyes has a glint in them, or is it all in her head?' I thought.

"Can you tell me if there's anything else?" I approached the lady, who was still standing there like a statue, and questioned her. She is one of the persons who has the most dislike for me.

She had never missed a single opportunity to remind the others in the room that I was not the genuine duchess, that I was not Lady Elizabeth, the mother of the future Duke Kendrick, and that I was not the real duchess.

I used to just let things go and not point the finger at this lady. I was overwhelmed with resentment and envy towards others. I had to be blind to not notice her ruses to make me enraged every time I was in the presence of Bennard.

But I didn't give a damn about anything anymore. Elizabeth was no longer someone I wanted to be. "Can you tell me what it is?" I posed the same question to the lady who was still standing there like a statue.

"It's nothing, my lady," the lady in waiting answered, her head bowed down slightly.

"Then you may retire," I instructed her, and she bowed one last time before turning around to exit the room.

"Ask Lina to enter the room." I added as she was about to leave the room and stretched my stiff muscles, which I would have never done in the past.

While looking around the room, I commented to myself, "How ridiculous was I in the past." As there has been no change in this room.