Time is a wave. Hundred years passed and I was reborn. The memories of my last lifetime weren't erased. But I felt something different. As if my soul was getting invaded. I could feel the darkness in my soul. A part of me craving for revenge. The part which suffered the most was now taking over my soul. And I let it. I embraced the darkness gifted to me. Although it carried a thirst with it, the thirst for blood. I was reborn on the day when I first met him.

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When she finally realised it was too late. Her soul was merged with the dark soul of unwanted rose. Her sweet obsidian eyes turned black as ink. She was angry. And wanted to vent it out.

Rosie Cardour was born again. And this time with a motive. To live life on her own terms.

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