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CHAPTER 5
She sounded more taken aback a bit than shocked or angry like her mother expected, especially seeing that she was pissed at being slapped rather than her new outfit being ruined.
Although her father was always busy and she hated him fr that, secretly, Jade loved him and cherished all he gave her and wished for more.
So seeing her act this way surprised Mira but this time around she locked up.
"She did and I do not know why you bothered with exchanging words with that poor thing when you could have ignored her and come home to change. Your father could have ordered you a new one."
"It was dad's gift, right? So it was important."
"Yes but at the cost of your life? Your life is more precious. I want you to understand that and even more precious than that lowlife's."
Aria did not say anything to her nor show any emotion but underneath the covers, she clenched her hands into a fist in anger.
"Your life is way more precious."
"Fine. I am sorry I was reckless. What happened to her? I need to know if you have taken justice for me."
Knowing Jade back then in school, she was used to her behaviour a bit and knew how she would behave. She was always full of revenge and even when she was at fault, she would stop at nothing until she could get back at the person.
"I did not need to do anything."
"Why?"
"Because…" she paused and then when she looked up there was no emotion in her eyes. "She died. She deserved it all. Her body was severely injured being the one closer to the truck, so I was told. It was good that she did else I would not know what I would have done to her myself."
"I see."
Mira did not say anything further but looked at her daughter through her angry eyes and after some seconds, she sighed.
"Let's not talk about her anymore. What matters most is that she died and you survive. You were given a second chance at life. Embrace it and be happy. Hold on to it more strongly and watch jealously over those who hate you."
"Yes, mother."
"Good. Only then can you survive against those who are jealous of you. I believe that girl was one of them. I would be on my way now. Ms Grace would arrive in two hours. Get some rest."
Aria nodded at her and drew the covers to her neck and turned around.
"Bye, dear."
"Bye."
As soon as she was sure Mira had gone, Aria cast a cold and pained gaze at the door. She had been holding it in. it wasn't in her nature to hate people like this but Mira without knowing her, hated her for even endangering her daughter's life.
Whereas it was Mira who failed to teach her useless daughter some manners.
She shut her eyes tight as the pain of what she was told crushed her whole being. She had so much to achieve in life and not just to waste away.
Yet those responsible for her death thought of her life as something not worth anything. As she thought more on the matter, her tears flowed out freely as she mourned for her body.
This simply meant she was stuck in Jade's body and there was no going back. The sheer thought of being with this woman and her family was enough to make her want to scream her head off.
It was no wonder Jade was how she was. Her upbringing was useless.
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Her eyes flew open and just like before when she woke up, this time around she was face to face with almost a similar scene as to the one that occurred before her death.
Only that this time it was different and the people, as well as their clothing, seemed from way long ago.
Just then she saw a pregnant young lady come out from one of the shops, precisely a shopping store and someone else followed after her.
The first lady had her head hung low, so she was clearly not paying any attention or it was that she was trying to hide something, something Aria saw.
Tears!
Just when she was still figuring out what was going on, she saw the second lady that came out of the shop yank the lady's hair back, pulling her head backwards too.
It was at this moment she got a closer look at the two ladies and saw who they were.
"Mum."
Her mother turned around only to be faced with the sinister smile of the other lady.
"Stepmother."
No sooner had she called out who they were than she saw the second lady put a hot slap to her mother's face.
"Wench! That is what you and your abuse for a daughter are."
"Why you, I have put up with your attitude for so long. But do not ever insult my unborn daughter."
"I would and what are you going to do about it? She would just grow up to be a mistress like you another nuisance in society."
POW!
"What? Amelia, you slapped me!"
"And I would do so again if I must." She was already boiling with rage as she glared at the other woman. "I have warned you already. I accepted the way you, Tanya, humiliated me and called me names inside the shop but not to my unborn daughter would I allow it."
"Then go to hell for all I care. I do not want you nor your useless nuisance of a daughter in my house. It would be great if you had just died, both of you."
"How dare…" Amelia paused unable to take a step forward as her lips parted with her hand still raised, evidence that she was about to land another slap on Tanya's face.
"Aaaahhh!" she screamed as she felt the baby move but that did not move Tanya who stood close to her.