Reborn For Revenge

Reborn chapter 3

Maya’s POV

“What?!!” I blinked my eyes “Your what?!”

Jackson glanced at me “Maya is everything alright” I just stared at him and couldn't say anything. “Maya, sister” I thought within me as it wasn't adding up. My name is Maya but why did he introduce me as a sister?

“Sophie, What is going on?” He glanced at the lady beside me. I became confused when he called her name.

“I'm sorry sir” Sophie apologized with her head bowed.

“That didn't answer my question. What is my sister doing here and why is she dressed like this?” Jackson looked at me from head to toe. That was when I realized I was wearing light comfy clothes like the one used in the hospital.

“Let go inside the car, what if someone takes a picture of you like this?” He held my hand and we walked inside the car.

“Maya, what happened? You said you were in Paris and won't be able to meet up for my wedding. When did you arrive and why are you looking like this?” Jackson asked as we sat in the car.

I couldn't answer, I mean what could I possibly say. All I did was stare at him as I tried to figure out how I moved from Maya his wife to Maya his sister.

“Maya” I murmured the name silently and my head clicked in a second. “Maya!” I remembered the popular Model with that name and also Jackson once introduced her as his Stepsister.

“Mirror” I glanced at Sophie.

“Mirror?!”

“Yes, get me a freaking mirror!”

“ I don't think there a mirror in here, what about a phone

Before he could finish, I already pushed Sophie aside and moved towards the car window. I gasped with my mouth open.

“Phone” I didn't believe what I saw, I requested for the phone camera so I could check if I was hallucinating but that was my reality. I thought these things only happen in movies, I was reborn into the body of Maya L. Not just that we had the same name, she is Jackson stepsister.

“I don't know what's wrong but right now you need to go home and rest. Doctor Fabian will come see you” Jackson told the chauffeur to drive me home.

It was a quiet 2 hour drive to the house. Sophie helped me out of the car and we got to this beautiful mansion. I was astonished by the sight of the living room from the carefully decorated walls to the artworks, everything was beautiful. I never expected less from someone who is the Lincolns and also a fashion model.

“ I will just go prepare your bath” Sophie's voice came from behind me.

“Okay, thank you” I replied without glancing at her.

It took me about 30 minutes in the bathroom before I could finish. I carefully washed myself up, deep my head into the water which made me feel much better.

I stood in front of the mirror, I stared at my face. It was strange, having another person's face. I mean no doubt it is a beautiful face with clear skin but it seemed weird.

“So what happened to Maya .L?” The thought flashed through my head. “Where is she if I'm in her body? Is she dead? But how?”

“Knock, Knock” my head was about to explode with so many questions when I heard a knock on the door. I gasped back into reality, I quickly used the tower rub and then opened the door.

“Ma'am, your food is ready” Sophie was the one at the door.

“Okay, I will join you shortly” I replied and she looked surprised with my response. Maybe I said something Maya wouldn't say but I knew I needed to be careful. I mean nobody must know I'm different from Maya L but who would believe anyways.

I wore something comfy and went down the stairs to eat.

“What is this?” I glanced at the sight of the food.

“Your- meal?” Sophie stuttered.

“You call this a meal?! Salad and water?!” I glanced at her.

“Yes- ma'am. You are on a diet” She replied with shock over her face.

“diet what?!” For a moment I forgot I was supposed to be Maya.L the fashion model who would do everything to have a perfect body but diet?! That was ridiculous.

“Yeah, I know I'm on a diet but I want some real food today” I quickly tried to adjust. “It was a stressful day, right? Skipping today won't stop the perfect body” I raised my eyes.

“Okay.. I will just fix something else for you” she stuttered. “Nana” she called and walked into the kitchen. I guess Nana is the name of the house help.

Nana was done in no time and she served pasta and roasted beef.

“Rosa Is on her way, is there something else you would like adding to the details of the dress?” Sophie came out of the kitchen.

“Rosa,” I murmured under my voice. I opened my eyes wided and stared into her eyes.

“Oh my God! This isn't happening” She gasped with her mouth open.

“What dress” I knew exactly what she meant by her expression but I ignored it when I didn't get a response from her.

“Doctor Fabian, you need to come to the house,” I heard Sophie say. I raised my head and she was on the phone.

“Like now, it's urgent, '' she added and ended the call.

I hadn't finished with my food when the so-called Doctor Fabian came into the house with his neat suit and tie. He waited till I finished my food and then proceeded with some little diagnosis. It was an awkward moment and I was so happy when the session ended.

“Mrs Lincoln, be rest assured nothing worse happened” he smiled and continued “it is just the shock from the incident that caused the blank memory but with time everything will be back to normal”

I watched him say what I already knew. Actually he didn't get it well but there was no way he could detect.

“Okay, thank you.”

“Regardless of anything, you can’t miss tonight's gala party” Sophie walked inside the living room. Behind her was a lady in her late twenties.

“ Don't worry about anything, we just have to put in hard work and things will go as planned,” Sophie added.

“Hello, We have the dress you requested for. Can we begin?” The young lady said and immediately I remembered Rosa. The stylist Sophie talked about.

“Sure” I glanced at Sophie who was to show me the way.

It took an hour to dress up for the party. The dress, the makeup, everything was on point but it wasn't easy to perfect. I guessed that how it works in the entertaining world, you have to do everything perfectly just to please the audience. I mean, how could I possibly live my life based on what people would say but the reality was I had no choice and no going back.