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"""Jay's been sneaking into my room. Every night."" she said, her words like daggers to my heart. ""He is my fated mate. We knew it the day of your engagement ceremony."" I felt sick. I stared her face. The truth stared back at me in her cold, triumphant gaze. ""Jay…"" My voice broke as I took a shaky step back. Before I could react, pain exploded in my chest. I gasped. The world slowed as I looked down, my trembling hands reaching for the blade buried deep in my heart, the same sword Jay had used to kill my father. ""Die, you silly girl. Die."" Terror surged through me. No, no! *** Goddess, no! ""You have been given the privilege of a second life, a second chance, Melody!"" A voice echoed faintly in the void as I felt my lifeless body suspended in a cold place, darkness engulfing me. ""Today's date is march 3rd, 2025,"" Two years. Exactly two years and five days before my death and one week before my Engagement ceremony to Jay. ... That past naivety poisoned me. That foolish girl got my father killed. Got me killed. This life? The masks, the lies, that hypocritical mate..." "No, no!" I screamed, struggling against the iron grip on my arms. "You have to believe me!" I looked at my mate - my heart plunged into free fall as the world around me seemed to stop. He didn’t believe me. None of them did. I turned in desperation, scanning the cold, unrelenting gazes fixed upon me. The silence was deafening, ringing in my ears louder than any accusation. "Jay, I would never poison Samantha." My voice trembled as I pleaded, but my words shattered against his furious expression. "You dare...how dare you speak her name?" Jay hissed. His red eyes glowed ominously in the dimly lit hall, brimming with hatred. I took a step back, shaking my head, unwilling to believe this was happening. But the warriors behind me blocked my retreat. Jay took a deep breath, his chest heaving with barely restrained fury. Pain, rage, and murderous intent burned in his gaze as he

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