It was around nine o'clock in the morning.
A young woman was sleeping peacefully on a large bed. She appeared to be twenty-four years old, and her beauty was breathtaking. Her long silky hair cascaded around her, her rosy lips and porcelain skin making her look like a celestial maiden. Anyone who laid eyes on her would find it impossible to look away.
Suddenly—
"Ahhh!"
She sat upright with a scream.
There was an indescribable pain in that cry.
Her breathing was uneven, beads of sweat covered her forehead, and she frantically looked around the room as if searching for something. However, the more she observed her surroundings, the more confusion appeared on her beautiful face.
"W-Where am I?" she muttered. "Didn't they kill me?"
As she spoke, her gaze landed on the calendar hanging on the wall.
2026.
Her eyes widened.
"How is this possible?" she whispered. "How… how did I go back five years?"
Her mind was in complete chaos.
"What is happening? Was everything that happened just a dream?"
But she immediately shook her head.
"No… it wasn't a dream. I felt every torture. I lived through that pain."
She looked at the calendar once again.
25th February, 2026.
Suddenly, realization struck her.
This was the very day when her true downfall had begun.
The day she had unknowingly written the destruction of her own life with her own hands by believing her enemies.
At this time, she and Kabir had been married for two months.
A thought suddenly crossed her mind.
"Did I… reincarnate?"
She laughed bitterly.
"That's impossible. Such things only happen in stories."
But then she looked at herself again.
"If I didn't reincarnate… then how am I alive? I died. I clearly died."
A crooked smile slowly appeared on her face.
"So, if my guess is correct…"
Her eyes turned cold.
"Then everyone who destroyed my life will pay."
"I'll make them suffer exactly the way they made me suffer."
"And this time… neither my husband nor I will die."
"This time, it will be those three who are destroyed."
"A destruction so devastating that no one will ever forget it."
---
With those words, she got out of bed and went into the bathroom.
After getting ready, she came out wearing a simple pink Anarkali suit. She wore no makeup, only a little lip balm, yet her natural beauty was enough to captivate anyone.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled.
"No matter what anyone says… I'm really beautiful."
"And today, I look especially cute."
"My husband won't be able to take his eyes off me."
Thinking about Kabir brought warmth to her heart.
Without wasting any time, she went downstairs.
This was the Rathore Mansion, a place as grand as it was luxurious.
However, as she reached the living room, she frowned.
Kabir wasn't there.
"But it's not even time for him to leave for the office yet…" she muttered.
She approached one of the servants.
"Where is your Sir?"
The servant nearly received the shock of his life.
Everyone in the mansion knew that Madam Chahat hated their master. In fact, she couldn't even stand the sight of him.
So hearing her ask about him was enough to leave everyone speechless.
Still, he respectfully replied,
"Madam, Sir has gone on a business trip. He'll return after a week."
The smile on Chahat's face instantly faded.
She wanted to see Kabir.
She wanted to meet him… just once.
It wasn't like Kabir hadn't gone on this trip in her previous life.
The difference was that back then, she didn't care.
In fact, whenever he stayed away from home, she would feel relieved because she wouldn't have to see him.
Remembering that made her chest ache.
How foolish she had been.
At that moment, a maid asked if she wanted breakfast.
But after everything she had remembered, Chahat had no appetite.
She quietly returned to her room.
---
As soon as she entered, her attention fell on her phone, which had been ringing continuously.
In her excitement to see Kabir, she had forgotten it in the room.
She picked it up.
The caller ID read—
Love of My Life ❤️
The moment she saw the name, anger flashed in her eyes.
Rohan.
She didn't want to answer.
But after thinking for a moment, she picked up the call.
"Baby," Rohan's sweet voice echoed from the other side. "Will you come meet me? I've missed you so much."
Chahat remained expressionless.
Rohan continued,
"I'm not feeling well, and you know I live alone. I was wondering if you'd come over. I can't bear being away from you. Since I'm sick, I'm missing you even more. Please… come today."
The moment she heard his last sentence, disgust surged within her.
But suppressing her anger, she spoke in a sweet voice.
"Rohan, I'd love to come… but my husband won't allow me. You know how much he tortures me."
"He ruined my life by forcing me into this marriage."
"I really want to come, but what can I do? He's practically imprisoned me in this house."
She paused before continuing,
"Why don't you call Riya instead? After all, she's very close to you."
A sly smile appeared on her lips.
On the other side, Rohan almost panicked.
"Chahat, what are you saying?" he hurriedly said. "No one is closer to me than you."
Inside, Chahat sneered.
Yes, I know exactly who's closest to whom.
How foolish she had been in her previous life.
The truth had always been right before her eyes, but she had chosen to remain blind.
Still, she calmly replied,
"Of course, Rohan. I know that. I only said that because she's your best friend. She'd definitely come and take care of you."
Hearing that, Rohan sighed in relief.
I overthought things, he thought.
This idiot could never find out about us.
Just a little longer.
Once we destroy her husband and seize his wealth, we won't need to tolerate her anymore.
Then both she and Kabir will regret ever being born.
But what Rohan didn't know…
Was that this time, history had not returned to repeat itself.
It had returned to change.
Lost in his thoughts, he suddenly heard Chahat's voice.
"Rohan? Where did you disappear?"
Snapping out of his thoughts, he smiled.
"Nothing, baby. I was just wondering… why don't you divorce your husband? Then he won't be able to torture you anymore."
Those words shattered the last thread of patience Chahat had.
Her eyes turned icy cold.
"Just shut up!"
She shouted so loudly that even Rohan was stunned into silence.
What will happen next?
Will Chahat's plans end before they even begin?
Or is fate preparing another unexpected twist?
Find out in the next chapter of
The Life I Reclaim
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