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Reborn As Mr. Coldwell's Wife

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE A SECOND TIME!!!" ___ Ellen Summers' life turns upside down after a freak accident lands her in a strange world. She wakes up as Ellen Winters, the antagonist in an online novel she once read. No longer an orphan and poor, she now has a loving father and finds herself surrounded by wealth. But in the novel, Ellen Winters meets a tragic fate, dying at the end after being abandoned by her husband, Mason Coldwell, who still harbors feelings for his ex-girlfriend, Aubrey. Determined to escape this cruel destiny, Ellen decides to rewrite her story. She fights to keep Mason and Aubrey apart, knowing the heartbreaking consequences that await if they reunite. However, as she tries to change her fate, Ellen unexpectedly begins to fall for Mason. Just as she starts to believe in a future together, an unforeseen terror disrupts her plans. Ellen wonders if her attempts to alter the storyline have unleashed something darker. Can Ellen truly change the course of fate and find happiness with Mason, or will the shadows of the original story prove too powerful to overcome? And will they survive the terrors that threaten to engulf them?

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Little Gift, Little Help

Ellen stood in front of Mason's bedroom door, her heart pounding in her chest. She clutched a small paper bag, her fingers gripping it tightly. Inside was a tie she had bought earlier that day.

Helga had asked her to go shopping together, and Ellen, with nothing else to do, had agreed. Seeing Helga buy something for Jax had made Ellen want to do the same for Mason. Up until now, she hadn't really given Mason anything, and she thought it might be a good way to show she cared about him.

The tie was a deep navy blue with subtle silver diagonal stripes, stylish but not too flashy. She hoped Mason would like it and, even better, that he would wear it. Ellen raised her hand to knock but hesitated. She took a deep breath and tried to practice a few lines.

"Hi, Mason, I got you something." No, that sounded too formal.

"Hey, I thought you might like this." Too casual.

"I wanted to grab something that makes you look even cooler." Ugh, that was terrible.